Kicked her into gear. XD doesn't take much for her lol.
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Saxif smiled softly at his play a slight perk of her brows was apparent as he spoke of his scar. It was exactly as she described her own no matter their story. She could tell what was on his mind from the look in his eyes, the distracted nature of his fingers. Suddenly a boost of confidence came to her, sure she was awkward in certain things, certain situations when she liked someone. When it was clear someone liked her similarly it would be like a switch. She knew she was desirable but most males didn’t appeal to her, only a few made her tongue tie her heart skip... mostly it was the confidence. And boy did this male have a lot of it. Her gaze started to grow more intense watching for more signs, her smile grew larger as his words became more flirtatious. Not everyone. She touched the tip of his scar her finger trailing the marks. Saxif knew scars, knew each type just like she did tracks of prey. His scar was from another wolf.
Her hand trailed down his neck before she pulled it back slightly grasping his hand. Her other carefully took the sticks from his lap setting them aside. She knew he was quite awkward in this form some preferred others and by her observation of his tying his dexterity was clearly low. She loved her optime form for it gave her so many options in this type of situation. She rose slightly moving closer to the male before her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed the distance even further by straddling him. How’s this for heat? She rubbed her muzzle against his as her tongue touched the base of his scar. The lissom action of her tongue conformed to the healed wound as she drew it just underneath his eye. The feel, the taste of the soft skin, along with her mind growing further and further into curiousness sent shudders down her spine. She rolled her hips closing the distance between their lower bodies for only a moment. It was his move now and she was giddy with excitement.
Whoever this male was she liked him, a lot. Not in a way that was about to transpire but in a deeper way. She didn’t see them running off skipping in daisy fields for the rest of their lives or anything like that. The girl was far too practical and knew this was the type of male she might butt heads with if given the opportunity. No he was the type she would be loyal to, protective of much like many of her male friends that she respected. And if this would be their only time to fulfill a moment’s desire she was fine with that as she was fine with any future correlation. The only ones that drove her mind into spiralling hysterics creating futures for were females. Males were just so easy and fun she couldn’t deny one that showed her such interest the pleasure of her body. And this one she was determined to show that this form was even far more fun with her.
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