what's up danger
04-25-2019, 07:11 PM
Kai's taste in wolves - in men, in particular - had always been quite.. specific. He was far from shy, but expressing interest always left him open to vulnerability that he wasn't quite accustomed to. And how could he pass up a tusked beast like this one? His pelt reminded him of the glowing lights of the northern stars that his kin worshiped so deeply, and he was instantly enamored. Luckily, Deion seemed more than responsive to his suggestive tone, and Kai's grin only grew as each moment passed. If Deion thought Kai was out of his league, well... Kai was essentially thinking the same thing. The male before him was likely years younger than him, but Kai couldn't help but feel that this Deion was a gift from the gods themselves, served to him on a silver platter - and he suddenly found that he was starving. If he'd been uncertain what the other male's intentions might be, his confusion was suddenly washed away in a few simple, husky sentences. A low hum of pleasure suddenly slipped forth from his parted jaws as his tongue lolled from his mouth to lap up any blood that might remain on his jowls. "It's chilly indeed," he agreed smoothly, the corner of his mouth quirking in a slow, sultry smirk. Kai was usually all talk when it came to flirting, but something about this male had emboldened him, and he wasn't about to let this opportunity slip away from him. "I have as much time as you want, gorgeous." Such was the life of a rogue, thoroughly unburdened by responsibilities or the restraints of time. For all he cared, they could spend the rest of eternity in these woods, living a life of pure hedonism - the thought elicited a soft chuckle from him. "Mind if I have a taste?" He wasn't talking about the meal they'd begun to share this time. His eyes were sparkling now as he took a bold step toward Deion and gingerly grazed a tusk against the side of Deion's throat, if he let him. |
