Roachwing |The Friendly Shadow of Shadowclan|
It had come as a pleasant surprise to the tall black tom when Mellowfrost had asked him out on a date. The two having gotten to know each other from their times skipping duties as apprentices and young warriors. Roachwing had always found the large cream and brown spotted deputy to be easy to talk to, not to mention pleasant to the eye. Yet, he had never thought of pursuing his attraction as his crush and love Skunkbreeze always out weighed his decision. A light frown pulls at his lips at the thought of his dear best friend, their relationship had become complicated after the tall broad black and white tom had become mates with Hareflight. It had taken Roach a while to come to terms with such a change, even if Skunkbreeze and Hareflight were no more and Skunk had confessed that he had loved him. The lanky obsidian warrior had moons to realize that he did not want a single relationship, that he wanted to explore his sexuality as well as what he really wants in relationships. He was willing to try with Skunk if he was okay with Roachwing playing the field.
Tilting his chin upwards, looking at the pine trees surrounding him, the bare branches allowing for more sunlight to filter through the usual dim forest. Humming softly under his breath as he leans against a sturdy pine, waiting for Mellowfrost to meet up at this spot. Roach had thought it would be easier for the deputy to meet up here after he was finished with his duties or cuddling with Jasmineflame. Many would find it odd to date more than one feline at once, but to Roachwing it was not, as each feline brought different attributes to a relationship. He was not sure if anything would come out from this little date, but was excited nonetheless to see where it goes. If he was being honest with himself, he had never expected anyone to show interest in him. Not since his incident over a year-ago, where he lost most of his sight and gained scarring to his left eye. It had taken moons for him to readjust to the sudden change, with that his self esteem had decreased as well. Absentmindedly toying with the icy cold snow, drawing pointless shapes, trying to keep his mind away from self doubt.
Instead he tried to think of what Mellowfrost had in mind for them, as the charismatic warrior would not give him a single hint besides knowing where to meet. Turning his wedge cranium side to side, letting his right sunflower yellow eye flicker around, ears perked up as he listens for approaching paw steps. 'He better not have forgotten' he thought with a soft sigh. As it was not uncommon for the other tom to forget certain things--mainly deputy duties.
Roachwing |The Friendly Shadow of Shadowclan|
His one dark sunflower yellow and one clouded pale yellow eyes soften considerably as he notices the tension leave Mellowfrost’s form. There was no way he would put pressure on the brown and cream tabby, he did not expect a perfect date, as he only wanted to enjoy Mellow’s company and undivided attention. “Wouldn’t want you making a fool out of yourself, now would we?” Roachwing teases back with a cheeky grin in place. Leaning into the others touch, realizing that he did not mind being affectionate or clingy with him. It felt natural being with Mellowfrost, as there was something about the charismatic tom that drew him to the deputy. A silent invisible string that would tug or pull if he moved too far away. Following closely next to his date, his good side towards the tom, as he wanted to be able to see every detail of him. Every smile and laugh he wanted to be able to experience and witness first hand. There was times he had a hard time going up the slope, with his limited sight would cause him to at times lose balance or accidentally knock shoulders with Mellow. Muttering a few ‘sorrys’ here and there, mentally cursing his inability to walk straight. His ears flick back slightly in embarrassment, hating that he probably looked like a newborn kit just learning how to walk.
Brushing off his clumsiness as he instead focuses solely on his handsome date. A hearty laugh escaping him at the sly flirty comment thrown his way. Butterflies within his stomach fluttering harder at the wink, feeling a boast of confidence as he leans closer. Letting his shiny black pelt brush against Mellow’s brown and cream pelt. A flirty grin on his handsome features, “Who says you don’t already have my attention?” He hums out flirtatiously—hey two could play at this game. It certainly been awhile since Roachwing properly flirted and it felt good to do so. Blinking in surprise upon realizing that the two had indeed made it to the top, turning his head fully to gaze upon the hollow log. Letting himself be gently guided, inwardly swooning that Mellowfrost cared enough to be aware of his blind spots. Matching the wide grin as he approaches the log, excitement prickling within his dark pelt. “Sledding sounds perfect!” Roachwing exclaims, it had been a while since he last went sledding. Had to have been when he was an apprentice—yes! He distinctively remembers almost running over Hornetstar with a log as his mentor had went looking for him after not showing up to practice. He had certainly gotten an earful that day, but it had been oh so worth it!
Tilting his chin downwards as he makes sure the large deputy had a good hold of it. Once confirming, he does not hesitate to carefully hop onto the log. Settling down slowly, waiting with slight impatience for Mellow to join him. Feeling the wood beneath him shift as the larger feline clambers on behind him. Breath hitching faintly at feeling his chest pressed against his back. Biting his lower lip anxiously as he side-eyes the legs going on either side of him before strong forepaws wrap around his center. In the process pulling himself even closer to Mellowfrost. Scoffing in amusement at the tom behind him, “I am sure you are well behaved. Don’t want you go tumbling in the snow” he playfully jabs, though he knew his little ‘threats’ was empty, as he certainly would not be shoving his paws off of him anytime soon. Squinting his eyes as he peers slightly down the hill, it was steep but not so much that it gave him second thoughts. Roach could not wait to feel the wind in his fur!
Right ear twitching as Mellow’s warm breath hits it as he speaks. Turning his head to look at him, a smile on his lips. Though he freezes once realizing just how close their faces were. Subconsciously his gaze flickers momentarily to his lips before locking back with his green eyes. That seemed to be all Mellowfrost needed before he leans even closer, his breath caressing Roach’s lips before finally their lips meet. Tingles erupt along his lean body, eyes fluttering closed as he leans slightly into the sweet kiss. The kiss shared between the two toms was delicate, as if testing the waters between them. Slowly opening his eyes as the deputy pulls away, his cheeks flushed at suddenly realizing what had happened. ‘Oh Starclan! He kissed me! And I kissed him back!’ his surprise soon wears off at the teasing smirk on the brown cream tabby’s stupid cute face. Pouting slightly as he playfully huffs out, “Oh shut up and push the log!” He demands lightly with a grin. Turning back to face forward, ready for the fun to begin!
“WOOO!” Roachwing yells, adrenaline coarsening through his veins as they quickly slide down the slope. The world flashing by in a blurry image of white, cold breeze nipping at his nose and making his eyes water, but he did not care. For in that moment he truly felt free, laughing joyfully at the large clumps of snow hit himself and Mellow. Hearing faint curses behind him, “It is leaf-bare ya know! Course it’s going to be cold!” He yells back with a wide smile. Leaning into his date’s touch, enjoying the sound of his laughter ringing in his ears, it was such a lovely sound. The joy ride ended sooner than he liked, but nonetheless he hops off gleefully. Shaking his dark pelt, getting rid of the white snow clinging to him. “That was excellent!” Bumping Mellow’s shoulder affectionately as he goes to help drag the log back up. “Oh yes it’s definitely your turn to get some snow to your face!” He laughs. It was now his turn to hold tightly onto the log, waiting patiently for the Tom before him to climb on. “Ready for round two?” Roach asks, tail flicking side to side happily.