Takes Two To Tango

She was most definitely a devil, he was made sure of it as she ground her hind quarters against his growing... situation. She grasped at his shoulder, and for a moment he was grateful for the distraction from his problem. That is, until she moved closer to his nether regions, nipping and tugging at his flesh on her way. He stiffened as she nipped at his sensitive belly, it was a sensation he wasn't used to and wasn't altogether comfortable with. He was no longer grateful for the distraction as she snaked her tongue across him once, then twice after stating that this all came natural to her. Well damn. She stood, turning her rump toward him, and for a moment he thought it an invitation to engage her once more. She teased him, wiggling her hips at him and flicking her tail up. He rose to his paws in an instant, but she was already loping off, words tossed over her shoulder. The little vixen. A sigh slipped past his lips as he set his limbs into motion, reaching as far forward as he could and propelling himself toward her. She loped away from him like a deer and he chased after her as fast as his worked up frame would allow. He neared her, the gap between them now only a few feet. "You'll never get what you want if you keep running, darling," he chortled while gasping for breath.