The thirst that needs to be quenched.

She smirked slyly when she saw his eyes trail over her slender, feminine body, noticing the mirroring of lust in his cyan depths. They both craved each other's attention, craved the distraction that it would bring them from the cruel world. The lavender in her eyes would pop as the toned man would stand, circling around her slight figure. Enticing nips would pierce her skin, beneath her russet fur as he continued to circle her, as if testing her. She needed to be close to him, closer than this, but she wanted to play the game a little longer, wanted to tease him a little longer. She wanted him to need it.

With the harsh nips lingering on her fur and the seductive words lingering on her mind she turned her lavender laced gaze to meet his aqua blue depths. Her expression turned to one of false bewilderment, completely altered from her previous seductive tones. Lowering herself to the ground she turned her stomach up to the large male slowly, not playful in the least as she continued to watch his orbs for his reaction to her upcoming words. "Oh but master..." she breathed, her tone heavy with lust as she spoke to the stunning male, "I am your slave for the night..." she continued, putting emphasis on the word slave. She didn't mind being in charge of the game, actually she enjoyed it thoroughly, but she knew the male would have greater enjoyment if he was allowed to commander her as he pleased. She bore the slight scars on her back and muzzle of a few..cruel "slaveowners" but she didn't mind. The game would be played however the male wished, she just would decide when it ended.