They Killed The Poet
07-27-2014, 08:19 PM
A guttural growl would reach her ears and she couldn't help but smirk. She was driving him mad and she knew it. Hips swayed with vicious intent, her tail curling delicately around her hips. His words were harsh, as though he could barely put his thoughts together, his words were sweet, but tones were rough with desire. She would allow him to close the gap between them, nips falling across her rump with tantalizing force. His question would pull a soft chuckle from her lips, not only was he requesting permission but threatening her, all in the same sentence. His nips would travel up her spine, sending a shiver through her. Each nip landed harder and harder, threatening to break her skin. But she was a vain woman, no scar would mar her flesh. So without warning, she would pivot, attempting to send her front end in a quarter circle or until she collided with him. Jaws would part, aiming to snap at his throat. Not with any dangerous force, but hopefully with enough to startle him. A growl would reverberate in her throat, hackles bristling lightly along her spine. Lips curled into a devious smile, fangs standing out against her dark pelt. "Are you going to keep a lady waiting?" A brow would lift, her expression dark and sultry. She quivered with desire, her control beginning to fray and disappear. She would press against him, leaning her weight against him heavily. Speech, |
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