Its him, again.

Cotl · 05-22-2011, 07:36 PM

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OOC: "Duft d'Widerling" the new fragrance by Cotl Ulrich for REAL MEN. Tongue WC: 505

The more he towered over her, the more she fell into his grasp, mentally it seemed. Her arm went around his neck, and her fingers played with his hair. The devilish grin that was on his face was now plastered there, because he had a feeling that he had control. Control in his world was the best thing. The woman played with his long hair that had fallen over his shoulders, and because of their closeness, it tickled her fur on her chest. He looked to the tips of his hair that brushed her breasts, and he let a small chuckle pass his lips. She had then told him that she would have to think over the tattoo, or piercing that he almost desperately wanted to give to her. He didn't let the disappointment show on his face, though if one knew the looks of him, they would pick it up deep within his fire-ice eyes. His maw let out a small growl, as her hand had traveled down to his chin. Du vants mich huh? the man asked, his maw clearing after he had asked her the question he already knew the answer of.

He would look down to her stomach and let his hand wander from her neck to her side, while his other hand held him still above her. He stroked her side, his eyes not on her eyes, but on her body now as he decided where to touch her. He actually was studying the woman in extreme detail, all the way down to the way her body laid on his bed. He took a mental photograph of her hips, chest, thighs, neck, knees, shoulders, calves, collarbone, shins, face, ankles, her ears and then tail. He ended at her eyes again, looking on the dyed fur around her eyes. He wondered her way of getting the dye to stay like that. His free, wandering hand had 'walked' along her toned belly up between her breasts and traced her collar bone on the right side before he ended up at her neck again. Du dhink das ist -NYEH-ein gut idea? the man asked, his maw letting the words that were half in German from his tongue. He chuckled lightly before he drew his maw to her cheek and he let his tongue reach out to touch her face. He gave her a lick before he had completely moved away from her, his body moving onto the bed where the drawing was, and he had picked it up along with the pencil and he looked at her deviously. Now, he was just playing a game. It was called, "you're going to have to work for it".

Du shoulds model for mich since du ist here. the man spoke, the same grin on his face as he looked at her and then looked at his paper. He wasn't really planning on drawing her right now, he was just trying to play his little game with her, to show him that she wanted him bad enough.

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