He moved slowly, stealthy now. After calling out, he moved away from that spot. Wanting to catch her unawares if she attempted to respond to him at any point. His eyes were narrowed with heat and lust, and he could feel it building in his belly. He was going to catch her, it was just a matter of time.
He turned immediately at a sudden rustle, and then saw her form bolt away. He was after her in a dash, shoving through the trees as he gained on her bit by bit. She started to slow, but he didn’t. As she neared the clearing, he caught up to her. He didn’t stop, exactly. He tackled her, his paws gentle as they wrapped around her and rolled. He was careful, and as they landed, her body fell onto his, having his own as a cushion. Her position above him didn’t last for long as he rolled again. Pulling her under him now that they didn’t have momentum to hurt her. His thickened coat had caught the worst of the earth skidding against him, and his quick breathing was both from the chase, and from the catch.
He trapped her beneath him, grinning down at her as he moved his paws. Grabbing at her own, and pulling her paws out on either side of her body. Holding her down with the weight of his own above them. “Got you, little rabbit.” He whispered, brushing his teeth against her jaw, nipping at her. Not entirely lightly, either. “Should I devour you slow, or quickly?”
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