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Oh , are you shy now? That won’t do.” He hums softly as he leans down and brushes his nose against your neck before nipping you , making you jump and inadvertently push yourself closer to him. Your arms move around his neck like they have a mind of their own. He nearly purrs when you do , so pleased with your acceptance. “There we go. That’s more like it , sweet thing.” He slides his fingers down your back , and you shiver as you realize they’re tipped with razor sharp claws , ones that could shred you in an instant if he wanted them to. You tense for just a moment , before he hums softly again , cooing in such a sweet tone that you can’t help but melt beneath his touch. Images of your union fill your mind again , of tender kisses and passionate embraces , of being laid down against these rocks and being taken again and again and again. He wouldn’t hurt you. He wants you. He needs you. ,
Oh , are you shy now? That won’t do.” He hums softly as he leans down and brushes his nose against your neck before nipping you , making you jump and inadvertently push yourself closer to him. Your arms move around his neck like they have a mind of their own. He nearly purrs when you do , so pleased with your acceptance. “There we go. That’s more like it , sweet thing.” He slides his fingers down your back , and you shiver as you realize they’re tipped with razor sharp claws , ones that could shred you in an instant if he wanted them to. You tense for just a moment , before he hums softly again , cooing in such a sweet tone that you can’t help but melt beneath his touch. Images of your union fill your mind again , of tender kisses and passionate embraces , of being laid down against these rocks and being taken again and again and again. He wouldn’t hurt you. He wants you. He needs you. ,
The song is beautiful. The man singing it is even more so. So you do not fight the call to climb the rocks and fall into his arms. You do not fight his warm embrace , his touch , his sweet cooing. This is where you’re meant to be , after all. Who are you to fight against the melody calling you home? ,