Never Bow Down
03-10-2014, 05:57 PM
Her body sung with the tantalizing electricity of their meeting, her tongue seeking to do the same to her "opponent". It was like flirting with danger then taking several steps further. Blood was matting the wound on her hip but for some reason it only served to rile her up more but then this was what she lived for. Battle, blood, flesh? and when it overlapped into a fight of a more intimate nature she found herself still craving the rough, down-to-earth aspects of it. Floating, dreamy sensations just weren't her. D?gmar was grit and spark and bloody passion in a body designed for acts of physicality. He pulled her closer to him and already she could feel her mind slipping as her body took charge. This position would be fine if she wanted to draw it out a little longer and tease the poor brute senseless but her blood was racing, her body on fire and she needed release. D?gmar was about to take things into her own paws when she felt him shift. Her heart nearly stopped and her body shivered in anticipation. Her tail twitched a little before curving around the outside of his right foreleg, gracefully out of the way. She answered his growl with her own, though it bubbled out of her throat more like a purr than a threat, her husky breath slipping from her maw in a slow hiss. Then she stretched a little, wincing at the mix of pain and pleasure that rolled through the wounds on her frame. Her front paws slipped forward a little as her hips raised slightly, shifting along him as a light tremor ran down her legs. D?gmar had no desire to turn back, the only desire she held was to bear his weight and loose herself in the sensation of a taught chest along her swaying back. |
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