Breaking Down Walls

Ignita's frantic struggles began to weaken as she struggled for hair to breathe against his thick black fur. He shuddered above her and she thrashed against his grip, gasping for what little air she could consume. Then slowly he eased off her, she took in a breath to fill her lungs, relaxing into him. Her heart pounding, her ears roaring as her breath steadied. She had nearly been eaten by a TIGER. He came to her rescue.

She eased into his roll, the smell of him consuming her nose as she breathed ever deeper to ease the pain in her chest. He was on his back and she was wrapped into his chest and belly, she felt his nose in the crook of her neck. His words pounded against her shoulder with his hot breath. She will learn to defend herself. or die trying... The snarl for added emphasis. She had completely frozen against the cat. She had stood there helpless.

Then she felt the shift, the warmth of his fur against hers. In tandem, she felt both their bodies responding to her near death experience, the adrenaline running within them, feeding a need to survive.

He pulled her tighter against him, her mind lost in the scent of him, her face pressed against his chest. She felt him shift her body, tingling, and electricity cascading over her nerves making her mind numb. Her breath grew heavy and her heart quickened as she was shifted. Warmth, opening, screeching? A trance broken she blinked her golden eyes and saw Larimar beating his face with her wings and screeching.

Oh, what were they doing... She knew... the thought came forlornly to the forefront. A chastisement she wasn't so eager to listen to. A resolve weakened in the face of a fucking tiger. Her paws gripped into his black fur, she didn't want to let him go. She didn't want him to get up.

"Ignita"