When I Wake Up

Noir had no idea how desperate she really was. While he was one to get what he wanted and be off again she outdid even those easy ways. She pulled herself closer, just barely out of the water as she looked up to him from beneath her lidded gaze, she didn’t have to imply so heavily her desires, as it felt like Noir could practically read her mind. Gentleman, that wasn’t a word often used to describe him, at least not after a first encounter. He couldn’t help the deep chuckle that erupted from his chest.

”Not wanting, my dear you’ve got me all wrong.” She placed her dark paws upon his and pulled herself up like she was finally going to close the distance and press her lips to his. A brow rose as she paused close enough he could feel her breath on his tongue. Her words raised his brow as a dark grin spread over his features. She was impatient. ”I am mistaken.” He rumbled softly, debating for a moment if he should take her up on the second offer. Of course he couldn’t let her ask twice.

Without answering Noir finally lifted himself from the ledge and carefully lowered his massive frame into the water behind her. He pressed his chest against her back, pushing her into the smooth slope of the pool. ”Like this?” He asked almost playfully if his teeth weren’t against her ear and his claws weren’t trailing over her side reaching for her thigh as he positioned her against his hips.