Are You A Saint Or A Sinner? [M]

She could hear his frustration, practically feel it in air. He wanted to dominant her so badly. That she could not allow. Would not allow. One day he would have to accept that. For now she would string him along, toying with his desires. But she had her own desires that she wanted satisfied. She wanted to feel his fangs scoring her flesh as he pressed against the length of her back. But she couldn't. Not now. Not at the risk of carrying his young. Could she really fight off his advances for a month though?

The thundering of his paws never came, slowing, she came to a stop across the beach from him. Head head high, her tail waved like a flag. A smirk tugged at her features. He knew he couldn't win if he chased after her. The massive brute had stayed rooted in the spot she left him in. Cyan eyes boiled with barely suppressed frustration and anger. "Giving up already?" Words taunted him, soft laughter bubbling in her throat as she pranced around the beach.

She slowly made a path back to him, retracing her steps. She paused in front him, eyes glittering with unbridled amusement and desire. Tilting her muzzle upward, salmon ribbon gently caressed his jaw, soothing his anger. "You know you can't bury yourself in me while I'm in heat." Words were spoken softly into his ear, followed by a soft tug. She rubbed her lithe body against like a feline, mixing her sweet perfume with his own scent. Turning her vibrant coral gaze up at him, she assessed his frustration, muscles coiling for if he lashed out.