Fire and Ice
12-31-2013, 01:41 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-31-2013, 01:45 AM by Fugue.)
OOC: PP Permission by Roamer
A growl ripped through his throat as the woman quickly rolled onto her side. He felt the breath rush out of his lungs for an instant before his muscles tensed back into action. He had hit the ground hard, and possibly bruised his side but managed to keep his claws dug into her ivory pelt. While they were still on the ground, Fugue whipped his head into position and aimed a painful blow at her rib-cage. If his teeth were to meet their target, the woman would instinctively curl into the bite to avoid more pain, making it easier for the man to re-position himself onto her backside once more. Her struggles encouraged him to push harder against her resistance.
A growl ripped through his throat as the woman quickly rolled onto her side. He felt the breath rush out of his lungs for an instant before his muscles tensed back into action. He had hit the ground hard, and possibly bruised his side but managed to keep his claws dug into her ivory pelt. While they were still on the ground, Fugue whipped his head into position and aimed a painful blow at her rib-cage. If his teeth were to meet their target, the woman would instinctively curl into the bite to avoid more pain, making it easier for the man to re-position himself onto her backside once more. Her struggles encouraged him to push harder against her resistance.