About HIGH Time

It wasn't long before she heard the pounding of paws behind her as he chased after her, and she let out a squeal as she felt him almost upon her. His breath was hot on her neck as he bit down, causing her to skid to a stop as his fangs bit into her scruff. A sharp yelp of a mixture of pleasure and pain left her maw, her heart beating fast in her chest. There was little pain, it was more pleasure as her tingling skin was bit into. Her nerves were so alive that it raised so much ecstasy in her little form, her long tail raising up to twirl along his member. Snickering the girl stood otherwise frozen, she couldn't do much with his teeth stuck in her.

Othello snapped her pretty jaws together, growling playfully at the male. "Oh Scorpion." She moaned, knowing that it drove him crazy when he said his name like that. She may be putty in his paws, but she knew how to play with him too.