Fill a need

There was an itch within her and it needed to be scratched. The man seemed to agree with her forward manner. He scooped her easily against him as though she weighed next to nothing. Understandably so, considering their difference in size. The lithe fae settled atop the russet man, their damp coats melding where they touched. She didn't mind this one bit. If he needed some warming up, then he was more than welcome to do so. Bowen simply wanted intimate attention. Being sprawled out with the length of her body pressed against the hard planes of this giant brutes frame... it was a good start.

A promise was given that she would get what she wanted soon. For now, it seemed that he wanted to touch her. As the mans paws and claws trailed up Bowens sides, the woman gave a little shudder. Once his paws touched her thighs, she slid them upwards, spreading her legs wider so that he could touch more of the delicate flesh. It was all buildup. If he didn't deliver, the caramel siren might very well turn into a banshee.

The man gave his name as Ruga and asked what he could call her in turn. Bowen purred as he continued touching her. "Anything you want," she informed him. It didn't matter what he called her as long as he was inside of her soon. Her own claws pulled slowly through the thicker fur of the giant's chest and she felt the well muscled form beneath. Bowen's tail began to drift slowly back and forth behind her spread legs, no doubt tickling things lower on Ruga's body as well. Her lust filled gaze stayed on that of the stranger. "If you need to call me something, my name is Bowen."

"Bowen"