he's no good, girl, no good for you

Suddenly his breath was hot on her face, words dropping dangerously from his lips. He was the forbidden fruit. Her lifted himself to towered over her, nips dominating nips landing on her neck. Against her own will she would lean into his touch, silently agreeing to his words. She wanted this. And yet something in the back of her mind said she would regret this one day. Let him fuck you. The voices egged her on, encouraging her. Hesitantly at first, she would nip at his throat, slowly growing bolder. She had no experience in the art of seduction, she fumbled her way through the darkness. His heady scent sent her over the edge, sending her straight into euphoria. She would move to close any distance left between them, pressing herself into his warmth.

Instincts guided her, telling her that his touch was good, his touch was welcomed. She has never experienced another mans touch before. Lust swirled in her skull, the last of her innocence slipped away, plunging her straight into darkness. Voices growled and moaned with eagerness, unable to control themselves. Paws would bring to press against his side, nips falling along his side. Adrenaline kicked it, spurred on by nervousness and excitement. There was no turning back now.

"Speech"