shake, shake, shake and make it rain

She leaned in to kiss him and brought with her the scent of her heat. In days prior it would have been a warning he heeded, but tonight all it meant was that he was going to have to be extra careful. Tonight if given that chance he was going to do what he normally refrained from; enjoying every dangerous inch he usually had the sense to avoid. Perhaps if given the chance he'd go in for a taste for old time's sake, but if he could help it his tongue wasn't going to be doing all the work.

Jupiter purred under her touch, his lips parting to reveal white teeth and a tongue as blue as his dark lips. His smile was cocky and teasing. "Handsome would do." He licked his lips, his eyes on her mouth for a second. "But you can call me Jupiter." He reached up with a paw in the hopes of gently touching the point of one of her elongated fangs. His appreciative gaze ran over the tip, one corner of his mouth rising as he considered what all the little beauty could do with those. "Magnificent," he murmured.

One ear cocked back as the appreciative sounds of another caught his attention. He chuckled to himself, pleased with how his little pity party had come together. It was easy to forget his feelings when he was surrounded by chaos and the sort of hushed merriment that aroused his curiosity - among other things. Which reminded him, he had the attention of a beautiful and aptly named woman. Knowing full well it was a cheesy line but unable to resist the layup, he whispered, "Wanna write a love song with me, Ballad?"