Deep Inside [M]

Not a sound could be hurt of the woman walking behind him, not a single sound, and yet, he found himself turning his ears upon his head as though there were. He was odd enough, like it would matter much throwing a few different movements into the mix. Yet, he was soon brought to the nicety that his endeavors were not wasted, oh not in the least. Coy simper drawled across his face at the slight sound of a feminine tone echoing in the background, with a soft turn the brute would raise his head, refine his stature, and peer inwardly. So, she was lost in the darkness? Interesting case.

Melodious tones would beckon to him, calling at his fancy telling him to just listen a bit closer and with adamant pleasure the male would coo out to her, echoing that he was actually there, "Not gonna hurt you," He cooed into the caves, his baritones irrevocably male he would wait to see what happened. Where was the little harpy? He wanted an introduction, not much time to just disregard one, was there? Besides, he was standing in the entry to the cave. It was him or the darkness. Eh, he'd choose himself.

Bit conceited, but he was smart, gallant, downright a privilege to have time dedicated towards, even more so when it was reciprocated, tongue dancing across his chops the sovereign would wait in quite the bout of anxiety for the damsel to dance forth.