Anybody out there

Unfaithful was a word that would describe him to a tee. A man whore was what he was, and that would probably never change. Then again you never know. Females were his prey, and the ones he adored the most were the ones that were unwilling. That didn't want all his attention, and so tempting him was a dangerous game. It was almost like playing with fire, your bound to get burned.

Her words found their way into the air once more, breaking the seconds of silence that consumed them both. A twisted smile resting upon those lips of his as he listened intently. Her smell consuming him, blocking out that rancid odors the still swamps had to offer. Charming? Me? But of course! That smile broadened as that fake personality took on its course. Masking my true, twisted identity. In all reality I was far from charming. Degrading those of the opposite sex at every chance I got. To make them feel lesser. But before I could do such a thing, I had to lure them in. But there was something about this Minx before me.... She was far from what I had ever seen, and as the minutes passed by that became more and more appearant. Perhaps she could prove to be a keeper. To be locked within a dungeon and used only by me. Or perhaps she would show to be just like the rest. Made to be used only once and then tossed to the side like garbage.
I can provide suitable inspiration if thats what you are in need of.
Now with her little a possibility of statement, that did intrigue me. What could she be out here in search for? What in this hell hole would tickle her fancy? Well, other than me of course. As she got up to move, I could feel her thick bushy tail run along the contours of my front before she was blanketed by the shadows, my own grin only widened as I followed. Now she was playing a game, that I truly adored. I could hear her breathing, I could practically hear the calm beat of her heart against her chest. No matter where she moved I could smell that sweet perfume that I now desired.