How fortunate it was that he had hardly known how good this sensation could be, or at least, he had forgotten how it felt since he had last been with another in that wholly intimate fashion. If he had remembered this he was entirely sure he would barely have been able to control himself at all. Tobias unable to prevent those sounds of pleasure that clawed within his throat now with each and every roll of his hips. He was finally as close to that woman he loved as he desired to be, finally able to show her just what he felt and yet there hardly existed any resentment within the man for how long it had taken to finally achieve this. Such an exquisite and desirable goal that somehow seemed to mean all the more if only for that time they had waited before allowing it. Raven's hesitation had all but vanished in those few moments, the woman shifting to match his own rhythm and so combine their forms into one. For all her own inexperience she hardly seemed to shy away, her body responding so naturally until she was caught within that moment surely as much as he was- and how much it meant to have her feel each and every sensation he might give her. How much it meant to be the one to have her beneath him and to be the one allowed to be with her in this way. It was primal perhaps, those feelings of possession and et as much as he attempted to push them from his mind he found he hardly could. Raven was his surely as much as he was hers, this very act so confirming that, a part of the man relishing in that sense of ownership even if he surely shouldn't have allowed thoughts so ancient to touch his mind. It was animalistic perhaps and yet that animal part of himself was entirely as potent as his humanity and in this it would not be denied.

Each shift and movement of her form beneath him only seemed to further his desire, her hands caressing his sides and chest felt heated and smooth until that cool night air barely seemed capable of bringing any chill to his form. The world ceased to exist in that moment beyond Raven and those feelings that assaulted him from every angle in some entanglement of emotion and sensation he had no desire to end and yet...every desire to end all at once. That inevitable high rapidly beginning to approach as that fine sheen of sweat danced upon his skin. He was aware, dimly, of her hands tangling within the thick black of his hair, that moan on her lips perhaps his new favourite sound, her breath equally as unsteady. This surely one of the few times he had ever seen his lover upon that brink of the calm control she maintained in all things as his lips pressed to her own again, stealing that moan from her lips as her legs shifted beneath him, affording him only more access and yet he was far to lost within those sensations to comment upon it now, taking what he was given with a newfound delight. Ravens own pace increased in that moment, Tobias this time, moving to match her as they danced upon the very edge of that satisfaction. Tobias simply unable to prevent it any longer, Raven seeming to reach that moment in almost the same breath, her name falling from his lips with that final groan of pleasure.

For several moments still he remained just where he was, his chest heaving and breath moving in uneven gasps between his lips, his entire form tainted in that heated touch of sweat and yet he hardly cared. He lent forward briefly once more, pressing his lips again to her own before so at last shifting from her to roll onto his back and lay beside her- that desire for closeness existing still, his side pressed to her own if only to feel the warmth of her still as he struggled to catch his breath. That night air felt glorious against his skin, one hand reaching down to find her own, entwining his fingers with hers as his free hand lifting to push the hair for him face as he simply lay in that grass I the wake of it.

"You know, you're pretty good at that."

His head rolled briefly to the side, eyeing her as those almost teasing words laced with affection fell from his lips. A rich chuckle humming from within his chest as that all-too glorious grin adorned his features. His body wholly spent in the most satisfying way. For a few more minutes still he simply lay, words were hardly needed, his mind filled with little save that affection and devotion and love for the woman beside him- this newfound connection so bonding them far more tightly then they had ever been before and he was content to relish in that alone. It was only once his breathing had finally stilled enough that he moved to sit up at last, his lips brushing to her cheek a moment as he eased himself upward and at last onto his feet- hardly bothering with his clothes even despite how close they were.

"I'll be back in just a moment- I promise."

Bed or otherwise he was hardly the type to leave a woman so quickly afterward! His intentions in this far simpler as he wandered easily back across that field and towards the car park. He moved to the rear of the car, rummaging within those packages a moment before selecting the two he wanted, closing the back down again before heading back across that field to collapse back down in that long, soft grass beside his mate. He rolled effortlessly onto his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows before presenting that first neatly wrapped box to her now.

"We got you Christmas presents but- I think you can have them a little early while I'm here to see. This one is from me."

That tousled black hair fell readily back into his gaze as the breeze blew, Tobias allowing both eyes to roll momentarily upward to eye it with disdain, attempting to blow it clear in a manner truly boyish before at last giving in to the notion that he was going to have to use his hands. The man sweeping it away haphazardly as Raven opened her gift to revel that perfect glass bottle of that ever famous and decidedly feminine Chanel No. 5 perfume. It was, perhaps, an unusual gift to give a woman whom so often seemed determined not to stand out and yet should she not have the chance to feel beautiful and exclusive and special? To have something other women so delighted in and something that might only increase her confidence all the more?

"It's for any occasion you think is worthy and I am also rather partial to it, we both are."

His own lip quirked upward into that easy grin once more, admitting that both sides of himself were rather taken with the scent before he reached for that far more...haphazardly wrapped gift. Tobias becoming aware for the first time that it had been wrapped in newspaper. Was he truly this...cheap when his other side was about? What part of him had thought newspaper was a good idea? It was far to late to take it back though, Tobias simply hoping she might find it endearing enough to look beyond the fact he'd bound her gift in newspaper. She was only going to throw the paper out he supposed and yet still that hardly stopped the veritable eye roll he was content to give himself at his own apparent hopelessness. He moved to offer her that far smaller gift all the same, the man somewhat...confused by what he knew was inside. He had no memory of its creation and yet, more than that he had not believed he was...capable of that sort of thing in any sense. His golden gaze lingered on the woman as she opened that second gift, letting that leather bracelet fall out and into her hand.

"He made that for you. I've...never seen him make anything before."

It was so clearly hand done and yet there was a measure of skill to it all the same, a skill he had never known he possessed in finding those leather strips and interweaving them over and over to make that bracelet before tying it off at each end to leave those thinner, finer pieces to be tied together around the wrist to hold it in place. It had taken him rather a few months, such a process entirely slow with the need to find those leather pieces and work them together, unwinding it again each time it went wrong and so putting it away each evening to prevent Birdie from seeing it. This a veritable myriad of skills and understandings Tobias had not known he possessed. It was a simple gift perhaps and yet, he knew, a meaningful one if only for the time and effort and display of...care that had gone into it.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push