He stared at her, lost in a sense of amazement and surprise. She wanted to be attacked. It almost took the fun out of the whole thing, and for a long moment he thought about turning and leaving right there on the spot. But when an opportunity like this falls into your lap you have to recognize them for what they are. How could he refuse? A long, wicked grin broke across his features with a low snarl as he stood. "As you wish."
He faced her head on, jaws opened wide as he lunged for her, aiming to bite her exposed chest and tear away at the hanging flesh, so many options and so little time. His head dropped suddenly, inches away from her chest and the brunt of his skull hit her throat in a heavily bodied swing. Would she tumble back? Would instinct take over and have her rise to her feet and attempt to fight back? Or would she fall onto her back, exposing her belly? There were so many possibilities, and each of them had a set reaction.
Walk this way