Mindless, Meaningless

Breath hitched in his alabaster body, catching in his throat as the damns bodice brushed against his own. His fur stood on end, and he took in a deep shuddering breath. His slim bit of self-control wouldn?t last much longer. Stretching his muzzle, in an attempt to breath in her ear, he spoke again. ?Well love, why don?t I show you how a real man can make you feel. I guarantee you won?t be disappointed? After all, I am the darkest of the dark? ? Assuming she didn?t move away from him, his warm breath would billow in the night air, brushing against her ear fur.



He moved his jaw in an attempt to nuzzle her neck, a rumble of approval at the smell of her escaping his ivory chest. His body quivered with excitement, and he held his desire to pin her down and simply tear into her in check. It didn?t have to be that violent, though any sexual encounter with him often was violent. ?C?mon Xenny, what do you say?? He crooned his words soft and inviting. A few moments would pass as his gaze raked over her body, imagining how it would feel beneath his own, [b]"Take a walk with the darkness, love. You won't regret it.." He whispered, stretching his jaw forward in an attempt to whisper the words into her ear.