gone fishin'

Her words were a mere whisper on her lips, breathless and soft, just as he imagined her skin would feel. As she looked into his eyes, captivated and unyielding, he couldn’t help but wonder, just how supple her curvature was. Would he find out soon? His smirk widened a bit as she became fixated on his offer, trying to deduce the meaning of it. Rhazien had left it cryptic on purpose, wanting it to ruffle her further - which was exactly what it did. “Of course I can.” He beckoned, swaying even closer until the tips of their fur danced with one another, intertwining his monochrome pallet with her earthen one.

If she ran with her original whim, Rhazien would have obliged. But to his disappointment, she regained her senses enough to remember the fish. The sly expression on his face didn’t crack, but behind his eyes was a swarm of displeasure. Tsk. She was making this harder than he thought. But being the tactician he was, Rhazien loved playing a good game. “It’s in your power, believe me.” He said, still peering down at her. “I want to see you again after this.” A second encounter to seal the deal, a way for him to burrow deeper into her skin. A play on her heartstrings, with the implication that he wanted something more from her. It was all part of the game.

“Now, to the fish.” He said, not caring for her to respond. Because, whether she wanted to see him again after this, didn’t matter. He would hunt her down either way. If the girl didn’t move, Rhazien would use his lumbering height to his advantage. Menvueving his body, he would attempt to step over her, so that each of his limbs were on either side of her, and he was hovering above her. He was tall enough to prevent his belly from touching her back if he didn’t bend his legs. But the heat rolling off his body was certainly enough to mesmerize her. “Bring your nose down, like this.” He bowed his head down, bringing it beside hers, hovering his nose above the surface. “Open your jaws, wiggle your tongue.” He enacted it, using his tongue to draw a fish in. Imagine what else I could do with it. And, once it was entranced by his makeshift lure, he closed his jaws shut and pulled a moderately sized fish from the water.

Still wiggling inside of his mouth, Rhazien tightened his jaws until his fangs penetrated enough to kill the fish. “See?” He said, voice a bit muffled. Streams of blood tricked from the corner of his mouth, which was contorted into a smirk. Dropping it and licking his lips in a slow, sensual manner, he gave a command. “You try.” He didn’t remove himself from her, only peered down with an expectant expression.  

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