Just A Friendly Face...

The beast allowed the contact offered from the Ivory babe, shuddering and squirming within as she drew more blood from his body. Her words murmured to him would be responded with a short grunt, his own teeth seeking to nip a little harder as he trailed beneath her neck as she offered it to him. The anticipation was too great, so with a whisper of a hiss he began to roughly brush against her side, teeth trailing back over to her back as he sought to enhance their little private game.

He could tell she couldn't hold much longer, just as he felt too. His body was ready, anticipating what it might feel like to take this precious woman. He was respectful of her, her ivory from acting like his kryptonite for it was only those of purity he would devour with such bloodlust, while setting them on a pedestal that they so deserved. His tongue would swipe across her form, tasting the blood he drew as he moved further down the base of her back, down her thigh, towards her tail...he was hungry for her, and he was sure that he was hungry for him as well. "Ready?" It wasn't so much a question as it was a statement, he would give a sharp nip to her inner thigh, indicating that he would begin whenever she so desired.