She wouldn't have to wait long. The click of his nails against stone would echo off the walls as his massive form filled the entrance. A slow grin would curl her lips, though it faded when she took in his posture. Rage poured off him, his words came out in an angry hiss. A brow would lift as she watched him come closer, pressing his face into her neck. There was something different. His touch was desperate though tender, as though he wanted to erase the painful memories of the past. His breath would ruffle the fur on her shoulder, hot against her skin.
"Well then lets make it smell of us." She would purr, tipping her face up to him. Her grin would return, lips lifting with wicked delight. She would pull her legs beneath her, rising up to stand before him. His cologne was all she needed to be pushed over the edge. Desire consumed her, ravaging her body with desperate need for satisfaction. She aimed to press her chest against his own, enjoying the heat that radiated from him. Desperate for his touch, there was no way she could ever be close enough. "What do you say, baby?" Sultry lyrics dripped from her lips in soft tones. Her skull would tip as jaws parted, aiming to cover his throat in nips.
