Wrath of the Gods

The smile. Those eyes. That growl. It is... carnal. A sound that makes her spine shiver. Her teeth grasp at the fine skin on his chin. His rasping voice in her ear as another shiver rolling down her spine and her fur bristling. It is then that her eyes widen slightly. His chin is lifting and he is revealing his throat to her. That delicate skin that makes him oh so vulnerable. Delphi doesn't hesitate. Her muzzle reaches forward, her front teeth are grasping that thin skin that is the only thing separating his life from death. Pulling at it playfully, her own growl rumbles in her chest.

Then her paws are reaching farther up, grasping around his neck so that she can pull him closer to her. Reaching up on her hind paws, she stretches to meet his tilted muzzle. Licking at the bottom of his chin, she pushes against him. "Just kiss me, Thrall," Delphi whispers, her voice aggressive, wanting, no. Needing to feel that connection.

Delphi && Strai