Espio x OC 3
Espio asked Rosella to dinner one evening. It was a decent enough place, not too fancy but comfortable. The chameleon went over with himself what he had been rehearsing before he escorted her home.
On her porch, he asked her to hear what he wanted to say. She listened intently, curious since he didn't usually ask her to stay like this. He spoke of how they have been having a good time as he gently held her left hand, the she-cat nodding patiently as he went on.
Then, he soon got to the point if she would like to be more than they were now. She sighed quietly but happily before her right hand touched the hand on her other one and nodded in response.
He grinned elatedly before he held her chin, leaning forward for a kiss, using his tail to wrap it around her waist to bring her closer, his right hand still holding her left hand as his left hand held her face, her right arm on his back.
He broke the kiss so they could catch their breaths, his eyes closed as he reached to kiss her forehead, the base of his horn touching the crown of her head which made her smile.