Mixing Business and Pleasure

Sitka would not deny the pleasant feeling of having Lorikeet's body wrapped around his felt oh so good, like sinking into a hot bath after a long and tiring day. He gazed at the wolf that looked as if she had stolen the lights from the Arctic night skies while she laughed and smiled. Her lyrics stoked that fire in his belly and his blood, her grin practically making him salivate over the things he desired to do to her. He cocked a rakish smirk when her paw swiped at his rump, his tail giving a flick that betrayed how much he enjoyed the contact despite his cool demeanor. She was being so handy with him, he couldn't resist returning the favor, draping one large black-furred paw around her hips to keep her held close to his body as she used him as a pillow.

Keetie asked why she would ever want to tame him, describing him as a tiger and how poor of an idea it would be to cage him. His steel-blue eyes shined with a predatory look as he held her fire and ice eyes, studying the ways the colors shimmered and swirled in those gems of irises. He immediately began to imagine how they would look lost in the throes of passion beneath him, on top of him, every way he could have had this beauty. "Keeping me around for a while, hmm?" A low growling rumble of delight echoed deep in his chest while her teeth grazed over his skin gently. Sitka flexed his paw over her waist, gingerly dragging his claws across delicate warm skin. "Sounds tempting, Keetie. How do you plan on negotiating me into giving you what you want?" He raised a curious brow, ever the naughty rogue. He did enjoy playing with Keetie, but he wanted to see how she'd persuade him to keep his time all to herself.

"Sitka Thánatos"