Word Count → 310 :: Out of Character text
Panda probably was one of the more...nicer of the Anathemans, as well as one of the oldest members that were still around. Sure, there was Aeron, but Panda had been in Anathema even longer than the Atheed. She'd been here basically when the pack was still starting out. Her rank barely reflected this though. Apparently anyone could be a Corson. She was looking for that Master rank, or even to surpass that. Maybe one day she would, either that, or one day she would quit. Her thoughts did not think much about this though, no, for she had other things to think about, like that beautiful smile that Charm put on her face, and the fluttering of her eyelashes at Panda. Sure, Panda knew that Charm was a lesbien now, because she had been with Aeron, but Panda didn't know that the girl was into her. Not yet at least. She still was thinking that the woman was going to give her something. Sex was the furthest thing from her mind. This was until the calico woman moved closer to Panda. The woman did not flinch away though, she was still, and almost statue-like. She always did tense up like she was doing now, and the woman spoke to her, telling her what her job really was and not what she was doing. Panda chuckled, because it was funny, she supposed. There was a twinge of lust, and the drop of an octave, a growl in the voice of the woman as she continued on to speak to Panda.
Panda nodded her head lightly to the woman, but made no move. She was nervous, but she did not let it show. It all began with the woman touching the inside of her thigh, and Panda looked down at the hand for a moment, and a smile grew across her maw, her pupils dilated, and she looked up into the lilac eyes of the woman. There was a fire that was behind Panda's eyes at that moment. She wanted this as much as Charm did, possibly even more than the calico woman wanted. Panda possibly wanted more than what Charm did, but that was because Panda was, in a sense, greedy with her lovers. She wanted them, all of them, and she barely settled for them to be with anyone else. Not unless they all were commited to each other, then the other two could fraternize all they wanted without her, perferably with her though. Panda's dreads were pushed from her shoulder, and her lap was soon filled with the buttocks of the calico wolf. Panda let the woman kiss her, and she returned the affection, the lust that Charm had, with her own affection, her own lust. Ah lust, a rare emotion to take control of Panda, but when it did, it was powerful. She let a needy whine from her maw in the middle of the kiss though, for the woman only touched her leg, when there was promise of so much more. That so much more was what the bi-toned Corson wanted.
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