Your love is my drug
01-20-2014, 03:36 PM
A sense of satisfaction rolled through when she felt herself collide with the boy, sending him tumbling beneath her. Laughter would spill from inky lips, pools of ice dancing with wicked amusement. The russet boy would pick himself up, rage rolling off him in waves. He spat words at her, his tones suggesting his barely controlled rage. Her own plume would curl over her hips, audits standing at attention. She would stalk closer to him, her crown dropping to become even with her spine as her chin tucked against her throat. "I was only playing." She would bat her eyes innocently at him, words dripping honey. She would attempt to once again get close, close enough to bump his shoulder. Quiet laughter shook her frame. She expected that he would return with a rebuttal, wanting to sink his teeth into her. Muscles would tense, preparing for battle. In an attempt to fuel his fire, she would reach out, jaws parting to allow her tongue to swipe across his ear. Tail would wag briefly. She was enjoying his company, never had she had this much fun with another pup before. Talk like this |