-- dance the night away --
04-29-2013, 10:44 AM
He wasn't sure how much longer he could go on with the charade that he didn't want her. In all truth he did, he just wanted her to beg for it. It seemed, however, that she had no intention of doing so. The question in his mind was should he continue with the path he was on, or switch tactics to a more appealing one? Time would tell. He wondered what she would think of his attempts at bringing her to the edge. Would she relish in the momentary lack of dominance, or would she loathe it and seek to domineer him and reestablish the status quo? He was sure he was about to find out. He felt her shiver in response to his whispering in her ear. Perhaps all hope was not lost. But she seemed to compose herself at least partially, as she slithered forth and pressed her cheek against his muzzle. Her lips ensnared his ear with a close proximity as she spoke. So, she wanted the power. He couldn't allow that, could he? A smirk played across his lips. A healer is born to ignore their own needs and see to the needs of others. The dance was growing long and tedious, but it would be worth it.. if they could last through it all. He felt a shiver run up and down his spine as she drug herself ever so slowly down the length of him, and then back up on his other side. She certainly was good at this, wasn't she? A fire burned in his loins, raging and screaming at him to just take action, to act out his fantasies and succumb to the euphoria. He tried to ignore it, but even now he felt his steely eyes taking on a whole new demeanor. His lungs took in deeper breaths each time, his heart beat wildly in his chest. Who knew a single woman could bring him so much excitement and joy? speeeech, |