Tiny Beasts and Little Teeths
02-22-2015, 05:46 PM
If he were being honest, he hadn't the slightest clue what he wanted from her. He did know, however, that he didn't give a rat's ass which way she went with their game. If she chose blood he would be pleased, and if she didn't, he would be pleased. For him, this was a winning situation. Electricity shot through him as she drug her flank against his left side, sifting through his fur with her own and slithering around his rump to his other side. Oh damn, she was good. He gritted his teeth as she promised to do what he wished, her fangs catching in the skin on his scruff. He groaned as he felt the stinging sensation of blood oozing from the puncture wounds she'd created, a deep bassy note escaping him instinctively. With speed and precision he would twist his muzzle toward her at a sharp angle, aiming to snatch hold of the skin just above her chest - very near to the base of her throat. If he succeeded he had every intention of kneading the flesh and fur between his fangs just hard enough to match the pressure she held on his scruff. If she tasted half as good as he expected her to he might just lose his mind. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.
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