as we collide
(OOC: I just meant the pulling motion. if you snap your teeth together and clench your jaw you'll feel your teeth come back a bit ^^ & yes the mention of what you had him bite for is fineeee dollface) The king upheld his defenses by keeping his shoulders rolled forward, his neck slightly coiled back, his chin tucked (as much as it could be), his jaws open, eyes narrowed, and ears pinned. It was only natural that his tail was struck out to act as a rudder, his weight were evenly balanced between four grounded limbs (though weight was slightly off of the damaged left toes) and his knees were bent to supply him with a firm base. Paws gripped the soil in a flexing motion and he made sure to maintain readiness by staying ever vigilant regardless of the breathy and immense exertion of the battle.
It would only rage on.
As they moved and turned and twisted some of his attacks would find their mark while others would casually glance off her body. That was fine, he had his wills and wits about him and he wasn't going to simply back down. This was, after all, a fight for his sexy body. She wanted him. Clearly. Argent would move her body to her left and she would also pivot her hips more so to her left so that she could throw her fangs at his face, and when this happened, he was quick with his own onrush and counter. His own hips would pivot to his own left, making him slightly more in line with her versus off to the side, but not completely. Still, his attack came and it came with fervor. His front limbs would lift off the ground and his weight would immediately transfer to his back legs, his right shoulder (closest to her) would attempt to slam into the right side of her mid-shoulder (right shoulder o'course) while her teeth clashed with the side of his muzzle leaving long (though approximately 1/4 inch deep) lacerations that stemmed from the proboscis down through his right (and upper) lip. His teeth would seek to move past this (which created the longer gashes) and gain a hold of the area where her jaw bone curved up and was near the groove of her neck. Top set of Gideon's teeth would seek to get around the front part of the jaw bone, while bottom set would seek to get into the groove just in front of her neck. It would seem he had a personal ven'detta against the right side of her body. Still, thoughts of the whelps in her womb did not plague him any longer, now here merely wanted to win himself.
Simultaneously, and since, he had hoisted himself up, he would charge his body forward and slightly to the right of himself (into her mostly right side. Front/Right at a diagonal perhaps,) and attempt to force his weight down onto her. left limb, though not as effective due to the possible breakage/fractured bones, would attempt to move towards her left eye, though at an odd and curved angle. Getting to the region would be difficult, and though he was no cat it would hardly do any damage to anything with fur, but if he could just touch that left eye, she would at least feel stunned. Hopefully, successful, he would have tilted his tail slightly to the left of him to keep himself well protected at all times.
Round three of three