11-18-2021, 08:35 AM
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It was surprising that the fiery woman didn't lash out at his exposed neck, she had all the chance in the world with him in this position. Instead, she only teased the idea when quickly rushing in, before only gently raking him with her front teeth. The big cat couldn't help initially react by grabbing on to her with all four paws, with hips lifted from the ground, barely pricking her with an involuntary use of claws. After he saw that it was only a gentle ruse, he was only left with a pounding chest, and that all to familiar feeling. Once again the woman seemed to play her cards just right with him, and his body had betrayed the true reason for his challenge.
He took a long moment to look her in the eyes, and watch her threatening expression. He heard her words.
With an explosive snarl, his next move was sudden and decisive, Kuhn would simultaneously seize her neck in his jaws while capturing the rest of her body in his grasp. Then, in that same fluid motion the striped cat rolled her to his side, and was quickly on his feet, with this princessa trapped in his Jaws somewhere between how a mother would hold her pup, and how a hunter would hold their prey.
Holding his head high with his prize in maw, the cat dangled her front feet off the ground, growling rhythmically waiting to gauge her reaction. For all his perceived violence, he remained attentive to the needs of his princessa.
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He took a long moment to look her in the eyes, and watch her threatening expression. He heard her words.
With an explosive snarl, his next move was sudden and decisive, Kuhn would simultaneously seize her neck in his jaws while capturing the rest of her body in his grasp. Then, in that same fluid motion the striped cat rolled her to his side, and was quickly on his feet, with this princessa trapped in his Jaws somewhere between how a mother would hold her pup, and how a hunter would hold their prey.
Holding his head high with his prize in maw, the cat dangled her front feet off the ground, growling rhythmically waiting to gauge her reaction. For all his perceived violence, he remained attentive to the needs of his princessa.
the staff team luvs u