Sink

Gil tilts his head down to look at the smaller woman. His yellow gaze watches as she leans in closer to him. "You should not fret over others unworthy of your time," he rumbles quietly as she leans in to nuzzle his chest. A singular brow lifts when she purrs up at him. He hesitates just for a moment. The urge to give in was very tempting, but maybe not here. Too rocky, too open even if they were practically in a cave. The whole cave business on a volcano still had him feeling wary about the situation. "Perhaps... I can show you just how beautiful you are," Gil starts before he pauses, leaning down to bring his muzzle closer to her ear. "But not here. This place does not live up to my standards. Let me bring you back to my home where I can do exactly what I want," his own deep tones are a rumbling purr as he tugs gently on her cheek fur with his teeth.