Something something first impressions

Despite all her squirming and writhing, Nimue wasn’t remotely strong enough to dislodge him- in fact, she didn’t budge him at all. He just kept shoving his weight against her, that massive paw on her chest pushing the air out of her lungs. She couldn’t get any relief even if she took a bigger breath, and something sharp was pressing into her skin, sorta like claws but worse. What this guy a mutant or something? And his panting, yuck, she could smell his freaking breath with how hard he was gasping. Blood trucking down from his wound and onto her body, which grossed her out even more. “Yeah yeah whatever!” She hissed, slowly stopping her squirming. She was gasping for air too, because his paw was so damn heavy. “Just stop bleeding on me already!” The wetness of the blood matting her fur made her skin crawl, making her angrier than losing the fight did.

And if he did let her up, Nimue would take a sudden gasp of air- filling her lungs, panting to catch her breath now the weight of his paw wasn’t holding her down. Flipping off her back and onto her side, she kept glaring up at him- staring daggers into that muscular, handsome body. Yuck yuck yuck. “Don’t ever call me a whore again.” She warned, making it known his comment had been the catalyst to her rage. “I’ve been with no one! And certainly not that old pervert.” Obviously referring to Chimera. She wanted his misconception correctly immediately. She was no ones whore.


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