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After meeting the pale man over in the East, she returned West for now. Slowly approaching the grotto where they had first met and sniffing the ground around as she approached. Freshly fallen snow covered the ground in a light dusting, helping to ease her anxiety of approaching as there was no tracks to indicate anyone had been here for a while. Nor did she smell his scent near here either. Certainly they had moved for certain. Where to, she didn't know, but not here near her was just as good as anything.

As she approached the grotto and no lingering scent of the pale and liver nosed man, she found shelter away from the bitter cold winds and laid along the snow and ice covered ground. Sprawling as she claimed it for herself for the moment, for the night... maybe a couple of days before moving on as well. She rolled onto her back, wiggling and wriggling her body along it only to get up swiftly, choosing to spread her scent along the mouth of the opening by rubbing her body against its cold shell.

It was all out of spite for that guy. Hell, you know what? She popped a squat just near one of the ice pillars that made up the mouth, staining the ground yellow with her mark to make the scent as clear as day. This was hers now mother fucker.

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Jorg had to admit the place had its charm. The icy tomb reminded him of home, though it certainly didn't mean he was excited to be there. He had long since abandoned the memories of that forsaken place, and having them pop up again so randomly was infuriating. There was no meaning behind their torment, just an obnoxious loop of things he would rather forget. Things he hadn't apologized for. Things he never would.

Why was that woman pissing on ice?

Such was the abrupt shift of his inner monologue as he rounded the bend, only to see a fiery woman drenching the ice with the fury of a thousand streams. It felt inappropriate to stare, but he did. Because that's who he was.

"Got somethin' better for you to drop that pretty little ass of yours on," Jorg said with a wicked grin, his massive form lingering just out of lunging range. Well, maybe if she put her mind to it she could tackle him from afar, but.. effort.

The shadow drew his tongue across his teeth, sucking at them as he considered the millions of things they could do together. He hadn't ever had a thing for redheads, but there was a first time for everything.

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Arguably it wasn't very lady like to take a piss like this out in the open, filled with vengeance for the foul man that left a bitter taste in her tongue to simply think of him. Once finished, she didn't even attempt to bury it in any way, letting it remain as a stain to remember her by should he venture out here again later on.

An annoyed flick of yer ear caught the voice of another. Perverted and only worsened as she turned to see that shit eating grin of his. Pale eyes watched him for a moment, disinterested as he dissected who he was. 1. he was a deviant. 2. he was large, at least not white like most other men around. It seemed large was the new average and she, average was the new small.

It wasn't all bad she supposed. As long as they were all proportionate she supposed. 

“Oh yeah? And what pray tell would that be?” She feigned ignorance, her own little grin toying as she knew very well what he was getting at - but it was always fun to see if they would squirm with explaining their thoughts or just double down. What kind of man was this one?

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There weren't many who tolerated his presence for long. How he had managed to lasso himself such a fine collection of women throughout his life had been dependent solely on how low their standards were; Gemini had been the one exception.. well, as far as he knew. His mind was a whirlwind of blurred faces and unknown names otherwise, so he just.. assumed he'd fucked all the women he could picture. Because it made him cool to the only one who mattered -- himself. God, he was so fucking cool.

She turned his attention onto him and he couldn't have been more proud of himself. Did he mention how cool he was? Suave. She would be drenched within seconds, begging for him to get on with it. Jorg was simply just that good.

Her innocence didn't phase him one bit. Jorg had deflowered (again, he had no proof of this except his own Yelp reviews for himself) dozens of women by now and he certainly wasn't against giving it another go. "This dick, darlin'. I'll give you a good time," he purred, stepping closer with a disgusting amount of confidence. "You ever been fucked silly?" The shadow inched closer, hungry to taste. What did redheads taste like?

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Oh she could tell how full of himself he was. It wasn't even a little subtle by the way he presented himself. Pride was pretty attractive she had to admit, confidence was always a good thing to have - but with him, it was almost funny. He was good looking too, a nice dark coat, so why not play along for a bit? At least this meeting wasn't already starting off with snarls and teeth. A nice little change of pace she supposed.

But she wouldn't be an easy lay either.

God no. 

This one wanted a taste of what redheads were like, well, Thalia might be the most fiery of them all. Would he get burned should he approach too near? “Oooooh,” Her head and eyes rolled as if she had just had the sudden realization with his blunt new way of putting it. Well that answered that, he was the type to just double down and not feel awkward at all. Not yet anyway. She had still so much more to offer. “Silly? As in... derisible?”

Of course she knew where he was trying to get at, and yer big blue eyes fluttering to him with her own little grin hoped to insult the man's pride just a little. While he stepped forward Thalia made no attempt to meet him half way, nor did she try to make distance. No man would make her turn tail and run. Not here, not now.

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Jorg paused in his approach to shake himself, fluffing up the sooty guard hairs to, uh, make himself larger. Why? Because size mattered, and as the old saying went, the bigger the fluff, the bigger the fuck..? Something like that. It didn't matter too terribly much that he'd simply done so because he'd felt an insect crawling on his leg and had wanted it gone, not one bit. He was clearly doing it to add a little flair to his approach, intimidate the woman with his size. Jorg didn't care much how he got laid as long as he did, and if fluffing up happened to be her kink, well.. bon appetit.

He flashed a shit-eating grin at her reaction, pleased his bluntness had driven the point home. There was another part of him he wanted to drive home, but he wasn't nearly beast enough to skip the foreplay. "Don't roll your eyes, gorgeous. It'll strain the pretty little things," he crooned, chiding her in the softest of manners. She didn't seem too impressed with his bold claim of being able to rock her like a hurricane, but he could make a believer out of an atheist and make the mute sing. He was like wolf Jesus, but far less helpful to the world. Instead of the good word, chances were, Jorg spread diseases of the intimate variety. Whoops.

Jorg shook his head as he continued creeping forward, dismissing her choice of words. "Silly as in ya won't remember how to walk when I'm done with ya," he chuckled. He moved his muzzle towards her neck, attempting to gently nose the fur behind her ear. Simple. Innocent. Nothing to warrant an immediate evisceration, he assumed.

 

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The Oreo coloured man shook himself to fluff out that coat of his - she was immune to such smoke and mirrors, beyond the childish days of believing in everything she saw and heard. Actions spoke louder than any voice and even then most were nothing but some kind of show.“I assure you nothing is strained here.” Whatever that meant. Whatever he was trying to say with that went far over her head. 

He did have the balls to continue his approach she would give him that. To tease his senses she swayed her hips in one fell swoop, shifting the weight from one paw to the next behind her as she tilted her head down just enough to gaze at him with tantalizing eyes just under those dark lashes of hers. For a woman who was mostly fire and ire, Thalia knew how to play the game. Men were easy that way, well... most were at least.

Putty in a woman's paws, a slave to their senses and desires.

Closer and closer he got, the gentle and innocent action of nosing her ear would be the end of him as she snapped with the intent of a quick bite to his neck. Fangs glistening in a snarl as she spoke through exposed weaponry. “Silly as in a man who thinks it is safe to approach me.” His assumptions were wrong, oh so wrong. If he thought she would simply bow down and let him mount her would be that easy, well, he had another thing coming. 

She was not just any woman after all.

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She claimed nothing was strained, but judging by the rather abrupt shift in mood, Jorg had to go ahead and call that claim bullshit. If anything was strained, it was her ability to have a good ole time with a ruggedly handsome stranger. How terribly uncouth of such a lovely woman! It was a shame he needed to displace the mask quite so quickly, he thought they would have had a splendid time together pretending he was the canine Casanova he pretended himself to be.

Tsk, it was such a shame.

Her teeth snapped towards his neck, landing a blow that did little other than fuel the anger in his gut. "No," he murmured, his voice dropping from playful and flirty to something much more sinister. "Silly as in the woman who thinks herself better than me." Jorg wasted no time in snapping his teeth towards her scruff, snarling as he aimed to grab hold and jerk her off balance -- towards him. He needed her a little unsteady to do what needed to be done, and feeling powerless was half the technique. Jorg wanted her to panic, to fear, to realize she had messed with the wrong motherfucker and that simply giving him what he'd wanted would have been so much simpler. The man nearly frothed as he aimed to break the skin, knowing full well he would delight in the taste of her blood.

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It was insulting to think that anyone would believe she would be so easily won over. That her thighs would be moistened with such silly words that only a teenage slut would find something worth swooning for. How pathetic would she seem to be so easily swayed like that by any man with a silver tongue? To her, it would be nothing but insulting to let some weakling dominate her even if it was brief.

She was a woman after all, and only men were allowed anywhere near the holy ground - not some boy in an adult's body. 

As he moved to take her scruff and toss her off kilter, Thalia's shorter and sturdy, athletic body kept her on her toes. His muscular body thrashing her around enough but not so to toss her to the ground as desired. She would not panic, nor fear - no, she would fight and make him regret to think she would be such an easy, pathetic target. As she wavered on her feet to keep balance, bucking and fighting his grip all the while fangs reached out to try and grab his leg to not only sturdy herself, but pull one of his legs and toss him off balance instead.

The skin on her nape would be a small price to pay by being shredded with his attack if she could throw him to the ground instead.

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Oi, what a fucking bitch.

Jorg had two types of hunger that could be sated at any given time, and though he had certainly been hoping for one over the other, well.. this wasn't too terrible. He gripped as tightly as possible, aiming to pinch the scruff until he tasted the coppery tang of blood spill onto his mouth.


She was a firecracker, wasn't she? It wasn't too often that he met a woman with decent combat prowess, but it appeared little miss @Thalia had some bite to her bark. Delightful. Jorg hissed in annoyance as she thrashed, bucking like a bronco that then properly slammed her spine into his jaw. While it may have caused him to bite her scruff deeper, it also made his bones snap together so painfully he released her scruff.

Big mistake.

The next thing he knew she was latched onto his leg, ripping it out from below and sending him to the ground. Which was rude. Jorg slammed painfully onto the ice, snarls aplenty as he moved to berate her with an onslaught of teeth and claw. Bite bite smack smack.

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Well she would give him this. He was a good enough fighter, perhaps now she wouldn't be too opposed to let him do what men were only good for. But she was in a weird place, to submit now would only be a weak move - to keep fighting might scare him off. To hell with submitting she supposed, the dragon's pride was far more precious to her than getting "the time of her life" as he so eloquently said it. Plus, there was still no guarantee he was any good.

Though the pain in her scruff was hard to ignore, she was glad to be able to sink her own fangs into his leg. To pull him off his feet and onto the ground. Here his weight meant nothing and the snapping teeth did not deter her to finish what she had started - but fully blames him for trying to groom her - by lunging forward with the intent to hold him down with her teeth on his throat.

Letting claws and teeth break through her skin, all worth it if it meant she could get him down and submit. To accept that she was not just some whore for him to plug into for some momentary pleasure. If she had to, she would place a part of her weight by placing a paw on the space where the man's shoulder met his neck. Putting as much of her weight as possible to keep him there. With her smaller size and weight, she had to be strategic with her pins... using pressure points more so than bulldozing her way through.

Oh how she wished she could just bulldoze with size. Alas her genetics weren't as kind to her.

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Gods, it was almost amusing.

He had woken with only one thing in mind, and now? Now he felt more alive than he had in quite a while. Shit, he hadn't even meant to find some random hot chick on his way to find his mate, but that certainly didn't change the way thing were going. Small but fierce, he mused, as she made to snap his throat between her teeth. How unfortunate that it did very little but turn him on.

"So sassy," he hissed through clenched teeth, chuckling darkly as he let his body fall still. "Now what will you do with me, darling?" he asked with a wheeze, fighting through his lessening oxygen supply with practiced ease. Jorg had been choked a few times before, okay, okay. Moving on. Goodness, all he'd wanted was a good time; she had lead him on, played the fool, was it really his fault that they were in the current situation? No. But that was because Jorg refused to take accountability for anything under the sun.

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With her final pinning attempt successful, her grip along his neck only loosening up a little as his body felt to ease with accepting his defeat - the man was relentless even now after an exchange of fangs. Her grip tightened again briefly as he spoke, threatening to pierce the skin but not quite. There she held it just a little longer before moving, letting go completely and sliding over his body with a few steps. She was much smaller than him.

The way she moved wasn't very graceful but it should hopefully get the message across as she slid across and over him before getting off to saunter away. “Hmmm I'm not quite sure yet.” Her voice echoed through the icy cave as she strolled deeper into the cavern, a little sway in her hips one to see if he was still interested - and two, well, it was the post victory swagger. 

“What was it were you offering again?” Should he chose to walk away and lick his wounds, so be it. Thalia wasn't the type to start chasing males even after she had so graciously offered the low-key invite for him to follow her deeper into the privacy of the blue lit caves. 

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Was he afraid of dying? Of course not. He walked hand-in-hand with death on the daily, though typically he was divine hand of death and not on the receiving end. It wasn't his favorite, he was learning, but the thought of being torn to shreds by a pretty little thing wasn't entirely awful. He would be going on the way he always imagined he would -- at the hands of some pissed off bitch, trying to get laid -- and although it was sooner than preferred, well. Oh well. Life had been good.

And then she slid across his belly, stepping over him like he was a dead body on the battlefield. Jorg huffed. What, no asphyxiation? His lungs sucked in a deep breath as she released his throat, and within an instant he was back on his paws, ready to tangle again if she was so inclined. By the time he glanced up, she was disappearing into the darkness of a cave and.. oh, was that a bit of a flirt?

Probably not. He was probably signing his death certificate, but he'd be damned if he had ever considered himself intelligent.

What had he been offering? "Mmm, I'd rather show you." The shadow loped behind her, far too stupid for his own good.. but at least this time he wasn't going to touch her.

Yet.

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No, there was no death today. Not when he was being such a good boy about losing not too long ago. Accepting his fate so gracefully as opposed to spitting insults like most would have. So colour her intrigued. Plus, if she killed to be a the snot out of every man that came across her, well, she would never get laid herself now could she? At least this way she was only allowing the best to come at her with their best, not some cowardly nobody.

And this man was at least not that. 

Only once he confirmed to be following did she cast a glance over her shoulder, a different fire lighting up the cerulean blues that matched the walls around them. He quickly followed, but not quite touching this time. Ah, good boy, he learned from past mistakes at least. Slowing her pace for them to walk side by side, she chose to be a tease this time around. Letting her smaller body slide up next to him, hips bumping his as she nuzzled into his neck - a little harder than the usual female would nuzzle as she was no tender bitch. No, even when showing some affection she was the tough kind. 

At any time he would try to touch her in return she would simply move away out of his reach, only letting him touch her when she allowed it. She wanted to frustrate him. To stoke that fire just a little longer within him before giving herself wholly to his "jaw dropping abilities".

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There was every chance she was leading him to some sacrificial chamber. He knew that. He knew she was a force to be reckoned with and had a few tactical tricks up her sleeve, but Jorg was.. well, Jorg. The man was lead by one thing, and at the moment he could only pretend her subtle touches were not driving him mad. He growled softly every so often, desiring to nip and nibble and tease in return.. but apparently that wasn't the game. The game was tease him, and everything outside of his dick was happy to play along. That part was just frustrated. It's okay, little buddy, shh.

"You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" he chuckled, drawing his tongue along his teeth. "And beautiful," he added on, simply to earn whatever bonus points he could. Judging by his estimate, he was probably at around.. -500. His best score yet. Jorg trailed behind her like a puppy on a leash, yearning to touch and take and feel her beneath him. The game was patience, and Jorg was a sore loser.

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Like a cat drawing itself across his body, she leaned on his stronger frame while curling her feminine curve across his chest. She would push against him as she walked across, letting her tail flick just under his chin. He was being better than he was before, less of a child with a new toy and more controlled. Which was all very good.
 
“Why yes I am.” She laughed, her voice echoing through the chasm, answering the part if she was having fun and completely ignoring the compliment. “To the victor goes the spoils does it not?” And those spoils was teasing the hell out of this man. As far as she was concerned, compliments were often vapid. Dull lies to tell a woman just to get what they wanted.

Drawing around once more to his side, this time she'd wiggle her way under his arms. Willingly putting her body under his and sliding up from under between his arms to nuzzle his chin from underneath. From here she'd curl her back, bumping his abdomen with her hips just waiting for all his promises from earlier to be fulfilled.

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Jorg found her insistence about privacy rather adorable. He wasn't the type to shy away from public trysts because hey, the more the merrier! If the lady wanted to go somewhere alone to hide their shame, so be it.

He rumbled appreciatively of her movements as she swayed in front of him, teasing and doing whatever she could to snag his attention. Not like he was capable of focusing on anything else besides that ass, of course, and he obediently kept his nose to himself. How much longer, he wanted to whine, before they reached the climax of this game? Surely she had an endgame in mind. Surely. Hopefully.

He was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her wiggling beneath him, stoking his instincts to simply take what she offered. Jorg growled softly, quite willing to take the hint. The shadow was quick to mount, hooking his legs around her hips to being her ever closer.

Every part of him wanted to tease her in return, but shit. He was far too gone for that.

Jorg wasted no time in pushing into her, snarling in delight at the sensation of a fuck well earned. He had some claims to live up to and he intended on doing so, allowing his body the freedom to do what it wanted. Roughly.

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Well this was not at all what she was expecting today when approaching the ice caves. She had expected no one, utter silence to fill her day as she would lay around the ice caves and enjoy her freedom to roam it as she pleased without growls and some foreign tongue insulting her in some way (at least that is how she interpreted it all).

Instead, not only were there growls and an exchange of fangs once more - she herself was getting filled. How quickly he went straight to work was no surprise to her - if he had lingered a little while longer to tease her in return would have been nice, but also... she had purposely boiled his blood and desires to get exactly what she wanted out of him.

Even women had needs did they not? The carnal pleasure of a quick fuck with a stranger she would most likely never see again. As soon as she felt him get into position, she offered herself completely. Lowering her front half down to the ground, moving her tail out of the way just on time as he took the plunge. She wriggled under his grip and the sensation of being stretched once more, oh boy had it been a while she almost forgot how nice it was!

With every thrust of his she would lean into it, letting her hips fall back onto him with the rhythm he set to make sure she wasted none of him. For once, this time, she was completely at his mercy. Oh how the tables have turned.

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Jorg sucked in a breath as she dropped her front half; while he had never thought of it before, the additional tightness hugging him was pleasure beyond words. He very nearly lost himself then and there, but come on, he wasn't a five pump chump.

Unable to grasp her scruff as he'd intended, Jorg tightened his grip around her waist and moved in contrast to her own rhythm. She leaned back, he thrusted forward with every ounce of his being -- shit, he was grateful she had teased him for as long as she had. The warmth of her drove him nearly insane, but Jorg continued to dominate in the only way he knew how.

It was with one final thrust that he finally spilled into her, covering her most delicate of insides with himself. He stifled a grunt as he hooked her closer, instinct driving him to make sure his seed reached as far as it could. "Fuck," he said with a dark chuckle, thrusting once or twice more to make sure every ounce was deposited before removing himself from her completely. His loins ached from the release, but shot, 10/10 would recommend.

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Maybe it had just been far too long since she had been with a man.

Maybe he was indeed just that good.

It was hard to tell honestly. When one was just so damn picky and likely to turn down any willing male if they weren't up to her standards, it almost felt like she was virgin all over again. Almost. It lacked that virginity pain and instead all she felt was the flood of "feel good feeling".

His enthusiasm was surely felt and appreciated, she thanked her own patience in making sure he was as rearing to go as ever. Because there was never anything better than a vigorous screw. Leave her feeling sore in every good way possible.

Eventually it all came to its final climax, literally. She felt his final bucks and pulling her hips closer to him, to which she responded with wiggling against him. Grinding her hips against his pelvis to drink everything he had to offer and milk him dry of every little ounce he had to offer. 

Once they were separated she'd shake out her body to let feeling return to her limbs. “Hmm.” She hummed softly to herself, pursing her lips just ever so slightly as though thinking of something important. “It was good,” hell she loved it, but why give him that much satisfaction? “I don't feel silly however.” She teased, almost playfully tossing his words back at him.

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It was time for a nap, wasn't it? Jorg stifled a yawn as things began ebbing to a dull ember, but make no mistake, a single coy glance over her shoulder would ignite that fire right back up. For now, however, he was content to simply bask in the aftermath of a job well done. She hadn't seemed receptive to his (genuine, thank you very much) compliment from earlier, so he strayed away from offering her any others. Shit, he'd insult her if she wanted that instead.

His ears drew forward lazily as she spoke, indicating he had not performed well enough to knock her brain around. Jorg huffed a soft laugh, shaking his head: "Guess that means we're not done." There was only so much Jorg could do, really, but if she actually wanted to be fucked into a state of hysteria.. well, he was nothing if not willing to give it a go. The dark-furred wolf slumped onto his haunches and shifted onto his hip, tail coiling around his side. "The name's Jorg, by the way. It's been an absolute delight to meet you." And there was that sleazy grin, this time inflated with an undue amount of doesn't matter, got laid.

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Typical men. She could see the fatigue in his eyes and his new found lazy demeanour. It really took everything out of them to give it a go - meanwhile battered, women were ready to keep on going. It was a joke to think any of them would think they were better in any way. If she really wanted to, now would be the best time to rip him to shreds. Too tired from his bucking to think let alone defend himself.

Oh but how lucky he is that she was such a kind woman. Fiery with a forked tongue, but she was a good woman.

Flopping onto the ground with a gentle fall, the fiery woman rolled over to her side to feel the cool ground against her skin and face. “Well I'm not, don't know about you.” She smiled a coy grin, pleased with the chill against her body without the wind making it unbearable. “Thalia, likewise Jorg.” Charmed, really, even with the bored tone of hers making it sound like the complete opposite was true. 
 
“So is this what you do? Go around sweet talking women until they let you nut? It's quite the life you got. Might wanna work on your opening lines though.”

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"Hey, cut me some slack, I literally woke up here two days ago. I'm allowed to be a bit tired." He smirked, wondering how well a woman was fiery as @Thalia would take his jest of a complaint. Besides, he was dead! Or something. Jorg really hadn't a fucking clue what state of being he was in, but he still felt pain and was still riddled with scars, so if it was the afterlife.. well, it was hell. No doubts about it. Either that, or heaven was just a Waffle House in the sky. *Sketchy, but at least there were hot babes every so often.

His seafoam gaze roamed to her own oceanic depths as she commented on his lifestyle, to which he shrugged. "Shit, you're the first chick I've met since I woke up here. I'm one for one, technically. Besides," he said, dropping onto his stomach with a muted thud. "Life's short. What's the point if you aren't taking the chance to fuck smokin' hot women?" Jorg glanced at her, expecting something snotty in response. "Open for pointers on lines, though. What one-liner would have gotten you dripping?" He grinned, knowing the answer was a big, fat: nothing.

*I've never been to Waffle House, cannot confirm

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“Excuses excuses.” She spat back almost playfully. Well to her it was playfully but that same sharp tone still lingered on her tongue. Possibly because she wasn't nearly as tired as he was. Groaning lightly as she stretched her spine and paws in a semi-circle on the ground, feeling the stretch in her abdomen as she pulled her head toward her ass. 

Ah yes, that felt quite good. A little snapping along in her spine and legs to loosen things up. 

Catching his stare, she remained steady with her own occulars focussed on his. That was until she gave a nice, hardy, full body laugh at his claim that he was now 100% successful. “Well fuck me, I can't argue with you there.” (listen to the rimshot drums as she makes that 'fuck me' pun). Rolling back onto her belly to face him, positioned like a proud sphinx just waiting for their riddle to be answered by the lowly traveller.

“I don't know about other women, but that schtick doesn't work on me. Buttery words and shallow compliments are meaningless. Know your audience - I like men who take charge, who show off how strong they are and know what they want. You know, the classic alpha type.” She shrugged. Romance was lost on her after all.

“Like you said, life's too short for silly games. And if I was in heat, things most likely would have ended differently.” A little devious glint in her eyes were cast toward Jorg. She wasn't about to raise just any man's litter after all. Only the best of the best could take up any of her time as a young woman.

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