The Buizel smiles as the Umbreon enters, paws behind his back as he stands before the tree. The smiles, warm and loving, that spreads on the Umbreon's face makes the Buizel's heart race and swell with love. He is so beautiful, eyes sparkling as they catch the light. Removing one paw from the package behind his back he places it over his heart, feeling the fast beat getting faster. He is so in love with Umbreon, that just the mere sight of him sends his heart a mile a second, he can barely breath round the adoration he has for the Dark Pokémon. A small tear runs down his cheek as he steps forward and envelops the beautiful Pokémon in a tight, long embrace feeling the heat of his rings as they embrace.
Tucking his head atop the Umbreon's, he pulls his cheek against his heart, feeling the Umbreon nuzzle against its soft, but rapid beating. Knowing that the forceful palpitations of the Buizel's heart was his love returned, the Umbreon let out mewl of joy, tears falling from his uniquely golden eyes, the blue aura of his rings casting a beautiful adoring light. Buizel had to wrap the fork of his twin tails around the package decorative gold bow so that he could hold the Umbreon like he wanted. The strong tails holding the small, but precious black box with ease as he enjoys basking in the warm glow of Umbreon's body. Finally they separate, at the same time, as if by some miracle they know each other so well they're in perfect synchronicity with one another.
The Buizel, touching the chin of the Umbreon raises it, the Umbreon, eyes bright leans up, wiling an eager, as their lips touch and eyes close for a different kind of embrace, Their lips touched and dance, softly, a simple kiss, a sample of things to come, and yet full of more meaning than any fire of passion brought by the mere aggressive dance of lips. A feathers stroke that goes all the way down to the very core the breath of love, a touch of intimacy to flare the heart not the loins. Though a flaring of that there is, always when their bodies are so entwined thoughts are never far from the dance of the two bodies entwined in the carnal passions of those enamored in love and lust. This delicate embrace of lips is for the heart of two lovers in rekindling enjoyment of again being so close.
More would follow, but for now the Buizel is content to sample the soft touch that is on offer. Faces flushed, eyes wide, breaths heavy, such a delicate kiss for so strong a reaction as they separate and stare longingly at one another. It was the intimacy of it that has them reacting so, the intimacy from one who means more than ones self a rare thing to find and to be cherished when found. The Buizel, eyes fixed on the Umbreon for who he so willingly gave his heart and soul, reaches behind him, tails moving. Taking up the small box once more in paw he steps back a little so he can present the gift to Umbreon. The Dark type Pokémon's eyes widen as he gasps, eyes tearing with joy, the surprise on his face gave the Buizel much joy as he places the box on the floor in front of the Umbreon.
Using his delicate fangs the Umbreon proceeds to open the box and than sees what is inside as the box opens. A heart shaped pendent with a letter on the front for his name and forever and always in bold lettering. The dark fox was speechless having the biggest of smiles across his maw as he lowered his head slipping on the pendent. The fur across his muzzle tented red blushing with joy as he stepped forward nuzzling his mate, the Buizel embracing him "Merry Christmas my love."