No Sleep Tonight

he would move closer, every bone in his body obscenely visible as his unusually unkempt fur clung awkwardly to him. toned sinews would slip toward the woman, those ill-matched pools of his taking one last possessive glance toward the resting maeva. her saccharine melody would tickle his ear canals, beckoning him to take in her exquisite form once more. i am neither. would come his stalwart reply. a smirk of valorous proportions crept upon the face of the malevolent man as the woman played along. he had, unknowingly of course, already tasted from the cup of royalty. well then, love, you lead and i will follow. and they shall dance. and please do not hold back, he would ready himself, ankles spreading for support and balance while his neck and swathe of a tail leveled with his spine before those sweltering tones continued. i like the abuse.