My burning gaze lingers upon the small female full of hunger, the look she returns lures me in, and I find myself wanting to ravish her; not sexually of course, but if she insists I can't say that I will refuse. That face so full of coy, luring me in even more, but it is when she spoke my name that makes me tremble on the inside. I shift my paws, trying to relax my posture even though my muscles disagree with me, it being hard standing in the presence of a female... But not just any female, my female.
"And you may call me whatever it is you please, my love," I respond, trying to keep my voice from trembling as well. Her body presses against me sleekly, causing me to melt on the inside, though on the outside I keep my emotions at bay and only cock a single brow; breathing in deeply, my chest swelling as I take in her delicious scent. My gaze follows as she slowly makes her way around my frame, fighting the urge to nip at the fur of her haunches as she does. All I want is a little taste of what she's got to offer, but I have my whole life to find out.
Finally, she comes up to the opposite side of me, my hungry eyes staring down into hers. I lean into her slightly as her crown leans near my own. "You look rather darling as well, Mahr." I speak her name a mere whisper, a resonant growl following as a crooked smirk pulls at my lips. My spine tingles, hairs attempting to stand on end but they relax at the same time. Her vibe is eating me alive, soaking me up the way a coat would water. Though, repressing the delightful shiver her seductive and extremely enticing nature was seemingly harder to do than I expected.
I glance back at the crowd hoarding the deceased elk, before regarding Mahr once more. "Would you like to get out of here, my love?"
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