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It was only a moment ago where his mind was geared towards the consumption of his prey, using every bodily talent he had to bring her down. But, now this woman had slowed his heart, slowly weaving his instinct with his passion and care.

As beautiful as the stars where, they could not hold his interest. Not when he had all he needed right here.

He wasn't supposed to be this way, she had taken him: a demon only fit to walk alone and devour, and she had made him a prince. Her prince.

As she leaned into him, large feline musculature coiled tighter around the wolf, his hips momentarily constricting her own; pressing himself closer to her sensitive region.

Slowly letting her loose from his maw, the cat fluidly reached over the fire woman, pulling himself to the top, taking care to keep the warm air trapped between their coats.

Cascading his tongue under her densely furred neck, he followed the contours of her jawline, his tongue's width covering great portion of that lupine face. After his pass he only looked down at the beautiful warrior, feline eyes where only gentle slits. Contented.

Lingering at the her gates, he savored the moment, once again they found themselves here, made to be enemies by nature. But, fated to love by nature of the soul.
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 Though he released his grip on her gingerly, the Prinsessa was held to him by something else. An invisible rope had tied her to him, though they had argued and played at the idea of a hunt mere moments before. With an expert touch he seemed almost to mould her from clay as an artist would, bringing his tongue along the slope of her jaw. She relished it, closing her eyes to embrace the soft vibrations of his chest and the rough feeling of warm sandpaper over her.
 She wanted, almost desperately, to say something to him. But she could not find the words. Words even in her own many tongues did not describe what she was feeling, what she knew, nor what she wanted. Enveloped by his essence, she was lost to the world. The sky became distant. She was one with him in these harshly tender moments, blended together with an animal she was never meant to encounter.
 For a fleeting moment, she almost wished she could give him what he wanted, to be fertile with his children. But just as quickly this brief thought vanished, pushed aside by something far darker, pressing, and selfish. She pressed against him wantingly, and together they would stay under the starlight. Healing through trauma, finding solace in a terrible love, it was all they could do just to breathe into and through it.
 But they were home.

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Always in those final moments of the dance, it was easy to become lost to one's self. The sense of being would always fade away and for a few moments, lost to the world.

Removing large paw from the top of her head, he would lay with his princessa, under in the glow, under the light of the stars and moon.

Curling back around her warmth he held her like a small flame. Sheltering her from the brisk mountain air, he held her as a source of sweet warmth in the cold. Slowly the striped beast drifted into sleep, content with her, with her presence, her smell.
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