[well, he's got a point there, she was the one that rammed him into a wall.
briefly, she's distracted by this. the hand pulling her hair, sending pings of desire up and down her spine. the teeth he sinks into her neck get her to sigh, shuddering. and his words, well - thoughtshare treats them both to a little daydream, the way she pictures letting him flip their positions, facing the wall and spreading her legs, a quick and rough fuck up against the bricks just to lay a claim. it's brief, but her imagination is very vivid.
however, that, she thinks, can happen any time. this is something she wants to do while he's human, and so she lets out another growl, her free hand dragging down his chest, all the way low. without any shame whatsoever, she cups his cock in his trunks, stroking once, twice - before letting go. she pulls back entirely, biting her lip as she gives him a once-over.]
Tempting as that is. [she says, with a burst of want, a burst of confidence.] I told you I was going to make you beg, and I meant it. Start walking.
[as much as she wants to just carry him there, this is more appealing to her. she knows he'll follow, as she starts making her way off to the apartments, letting her cover-up fall to the side as she does.]
[ that vision of them against the wall stokes an already blazing fire from that drink. it's so tempting, arousal lancing through his body, and for a moment he does think to roughhouse, switch their positions, do what he likes with her—
but she's still demanding, and the thought of this can happen any time does manage to permeate through his possessiveness. that, and his cock is halfway hard by now, and that hand dragging down his already sensitive body just to stroke him makes all of that tension release. she bites back and he shudders, sighs shakily, bites his lip right back.
he does chase her when she goes, leaving her wrap where it lies. he comes up behind her, winds his arms around her waist, slowing their steps as he kisses the nape of her neck. ]
Showin' yourself off where anyone can see ya'... You're askin' for me to pull you back into that alley. You know how fucking good you look.
[ he bites again, right above the laces of her swimsuit. i'm sorry but unless she carries him he's going to be infatuated and make this very hard. ]
[it kind of makes her laugh, because she does like that he can't get enough of her. she lets him wind around her, lets him slow her down just long enough to let him kiss her neck. emotionshare means that he can feel when she likes something, and the pulse of heat that curls up low when he speaks might distract both of them. instinctively, her tail wraps around his waist, the tip of it settling against his stomach and dragging up, teasing.
and then she looks over her shoulder at him, grinning.]
Damn fucking right I do. [it's not a particularly revealing suit, but that was sort of the point. it flatters her, and besides, she's always felt like leaving things to the imagination is the best way to rile someone up.
she's already losing what little patience she had, so when he bites her, she sighs, arousal spiking - and turns and just picks him up entirely. the alpha vibes kick in, with a rush of adrenaline and want.]
You're asking for me to have my way with you out here in the open, you brat. [she hums, tossing him over her shoulder and heading off towards the apartments.] Am I going to have to tie you down?
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briefly, she's distracted by this. the hand pulling her hair, sending pings of desire up and down her spine. the teeth he sinks into her neck get her to sigh, shuddering. and his words, well - thoughtshare treats them both to a little daydream, the way she pictures letting him flip their positions, facing the wall and spreading her legs, a quick and rough fuck up against the bricks just to lay a claim. it's brief, but her imagination is very vivid.
however, that, she thinks, can happen any time. this is something she wants to do while he's human, and so she lets out another growl, her free hand dragging down his chest, all the way low. without any shame whatsoever, she cups his cock in his trunks, stroking once, twice - before letting go. she pulls back entirely, biting her lip as she gives him a once-over.]
Tempting as that is. [she says, with a burst of want, a burst of confidence.] I told you I was going to make you beg, and I meant it. Start walking.
[as much as she wants to just carry him there, this is more appealing to her. she knows he'll follow, as she starts making her way off to the apartments, letting her cover-up fall to the side as she does.]
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but she's still demanding, and the thought of this can happen any time does manage to permeate through his possessiveness. that, and his cock is halfway hard by now, and that hand dragging down his already sensitive body just to stroke him makes all of that tension release. she bites back and he shudders, sighs shakily, bites his lip right back.
he does chase her when she goes, leaving her wrap where it lies. he comes up behind her, winds his arms around her waist, slowing their steps as he kisses the nape of her neck. ]
Showin' yourself off where anyone can see ya'... You're askin' for me to pull you back into that alley. You know how fucking good you look.
[ he bites again, right above the laces of her swimsuit. i'm sorry but unless she carries him he's going to be infatuated and make this very hard. ]
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and then she looks over her shoulder at him, grinning.]
Damn fucking right I do. [it's not a particularly revealing suit, but that was sort of the point. it flatters her, and besides, she's always felt like leaving things to the imagination is the best way to rile someone up.
she's already losing what little patience she had, so when he bites her, she sighs, arousal spiking - and turns and just picks him up entirely. the alpha vibes kick in, with a rush of adrenaline and want.]
You're asking for me to have my way with you out here in the open, you brat. [she hums, tossing him over her shoulder and heading off towards the apartments.] Am I going to have to tie you down?