Pull me closer if you think you can hang

 As though she had called him to her, Valmúa could feel him adjust his weight. As the suncat did this, she wriggled to right herself onto all four paws instead of being sideways. She remembered his touch, his musk, his warmth. She remembered his fur against her and the orange light his fur cast upon the cream hairs of her neckline. Peering down, she could see the banding on his leg and paw. It reminded her of toxic snakes that were not meant to be touched.
 She let him adjust the grip on her neck, pulling against him as though she was struggling, putting pressure on herself and knowing quite well it would bruise the skin as she did it. Growling low and long as he pulled her head up, she licked her teeth and lips, pretending to be angry that he had locked her the way he had. Her lips trembled with those growls. Her tail waved, brushing against his inner thigh.
 The fire prinsessa, too, did not detect the smell of another nearby.

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Kuhn could feel her fight and write and shift under his control, he could feel her musculature slide beneath her long pelt. This struggling in the jaws of a suncat, would normally lead to an instinctual reaction, an irresistible command to clamp down until the life left the body of the prey.  How this woman teased him to tear into her, almost begged him to do it.  The most he could do to resist that urge was to play out the motions, venting his instinctual drive.  Still holding to the neck, Kuhn slowly mimicked a thrashing motion, gently moving her head to and fro, in addition the grip kept with his paws intensified, partially sending the tips of his claws into her pelt. 

Suddenly redirecting his energy, the woman had struck yet another cord in him, brushing a tail on his thigh.  The now familiar twang of energy traveled the length of his spine from the rear to his nose.  When that note reached his head, he slowly released his grip on the woman cocking his head back, bringing a string of saliva with it.  He took a long moment looking down at her, knowing what he wanted now.
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 Their embrace was feral. He waved her to and fro, shaking her in slow motion. With every crescendo she let out a snarl, though in truth delighted by the pressure and pain where his teeth held her. To her surprise, Valmúa could feel the tips of his massive claws against her skin. All she could do was exhale long and harsh, her breath visible in the chill of the air. Somehow, his predatory nature did the opposite of what it should have and she relaxed under him. She flexed the muscles in her shoulders as though inviting the damage.
 As the great cat released his grip, Valmúa found herself darkly grinning, confirming her suspicion that she could pull threads through him like a sick puppeteer. He had quickly become her obsession — he represented that which could not be controlled, and yet she, the master of his sexuality, could bend him to her will.
 There was something violent and penetrating mirrored in her metallic gaze while he looked at her. Now that she was released, she was able to raise her head and rub her muzzle and the top of her head in a sleek line under his chin, pressing her neck and shoulders up against his chest. She had told him that she was his. You will belong to me, she concluded internally.

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As one desire was replaced with another, they took a moment to lock eyes, in a battle of some unknown will. Kuhn broke first, slowly revealing a wicked fang in a smirk. The woman continued at her craft, using a movement that had proven effective in stimulating the cat. Like the times before she rubbed under his chin and neck, now pressing into his chest. Arching his head back, he emitted a warm rumble, feeling a wave of warm energy wash over him contracting and relaxing down his long body.

Pressing down with his chest, he once again raised his hind legs from the ground. Arching his back, and holding his tail high. His body was ready for her, and with just a gesture he would do whatever it was that she wanted.
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 Taking what she wanted, they embraced once more without reservation.
 Their union complete, Valmúa revelled in the aftermath, pushed up against his side to create a far more tender piece to their strange relationship. There would be no quick escape for her, not today. Her obsession and his reception of it meant that she felt more powerful than anyone in the Tundra. The wolf drank in the buzz from her companion. She did not know the consequences that might await her with her brothers, but she no longer cared.
 Affectionately, she nibbled at his neck and around his face, grooming out bits of dirt and tangled fur. They were in no hurry to get anywhere. Time had slowed to a stop while they created their own world that seemed inconceivable to anyone outside of them.
 “What do you say we pay our friends at Tsukiishi a little visit?” She grinned, still nibbling near his mouth and chin.

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The striped beast didn't hesitate to take his quarry, almost as if she had him wholely at her command. With many moments of highs and lows, their union once again simmered to the gentle aftermath, and the world around them seemed to come back into focus.

Basking in her warmpth, scent and presence, he silently allowed the smaller predator, to groom where she liked, exposing his neck to her, proving that he trusted her without hesitation. He just took it in, lightly holding her near his chest, while she did her work. Half in a trance, his eyes where closed, emitting a barely audible rumble. Still attentive, he heard what she was saying. "Mhmm... Sounds good",he purred without any resistance, or recollection of her relationship with her 'friends'.

Tilting his head in he nuzzled the top of hers. In this state of mind, he would follow her wherever she asked.
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PPing Tove's exit at the player's request

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Like the most powerful woman on earth, she slid away from him and used her tail drifting over his neck as though it were a leash. She would bring him along with her for the ride. Whatever stars her brothers had thought aligned, she believed that she herself had aligned them. From within the depths of Morðfjall's volcanic bowels, Valmúa would rise as the firebrand, her powerful companion beside her.
 For the moment, she just wanted to go piss on some empress territory as her own personal form of continued vengeance.
 As the duo made their exit, Tove pulled out from her hiding place and made her way back to safety. She had been lucky to escape the jaws of both the fire woman and the suncat. Perhaps the next time, she wouldn't be so fortunate.

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