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“In here?” You asked in confusion, nearly breathless as Asra led you through the beautiful hedge maze, his white puffy hair reminded you of a rabbit as he ducked between fresh green buds and technicolor flowers, through turns that were not intended and entryways that did not exist, until you both found yourselves in a tiny little hiding spot within a thick hedge wall, just barely big enough to hide two bodies from the guests walking on both sides. “Aren’t you worried about being seen?”
Just as you ask that, a dome of magic encloses the two of you and shimmers with green sparkles, and suddenly the leaves double to twice as many.
“Nope,” Asra cheekily answers, “as long as we stay quiet.”
“You mean…” you crawl further atop him, delighting in the way his eyes sparkle beneath his fox mask. Just as mischievous as the real thing, he is. “So long as you can stay quiet, Asra?”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” said the same magician who always exaggerated his moans back at the shop, especially if he thought someone might hear.
You put your soft gloved hands over his, the grass lush and soft and serving as a wonderful blanket underneath him. The music from the courtyard just barely audible under the steady rhythm of those wandering the maze. He felt like he could purr.
“I love you,” he sighed, “this is all like a dream.”
“Like the best of dreams,” you couldn’t agree more. The sight of him laying in the dew sparkling grass like a portrait, his dress slipping off his shoulders and his blush and visable under the mask, the leaves painting patterns of shadow across your love.
You lift the hem of his dress, and suddenly his face softens… going from mischievous and flirtatious to a delicate, doe eyed blush. The fox giving away to a soft, needy rabbit. The same way he does every time you undress him, no matter how many countless times.
“Why?” You ask, tracing a finger between his legs.
“…because you always do it when looking into my eyes… I like that.”