(lucky her, the growls aren't the kind that want to bite her head off. they're pleased ones, low and deep. getting her like this is....honestly, that's a feat. texas is normally the more quiet one. playing off things coolly, while even keeping some part of herself restrained. she's not a wild animal, or so she would often remind herself about. with the way she can get in a fight (oh, is that bad) it'd be easier to call her one. not savage, but something more lethal. anyway, her hands got a nice grip on w's thigh. maybe that threat of nails might near break the skin a little too far from how she's rising against her.
maybe she's responding from her observations: the low growls, being turned on (not a word will be said on that), and maybe somehow finding present company to be more appealing than she'd also like to admit. the baring of her teeth, guttural and like something predatory yet restrained. is she tamed or is she good at hiding it is often the question that most ask, but she's liking it. from the way her eyes are dark in hunger. strongly, wanting.
getting teased isn't helping her maintain her composure, not from how they're pressed body to body. teeth teasing her breasts, a hand grabbing at the other. she wants to know, huh? she caught the first message, naturally, she wasn't going to say a word to that no matter how her expression contorts with pleasure mixed into more baser instincts. having a lupo in the bedroom can be unique like that, nobody knows how one might act from how their own responses to these things.
texas just so happens to be a low growl and snarl type of woman when she's really feeling it.)
Touch me....grind down against me, however you want to do it.
(a low purr, the toy was discarded to the floor. dropped like it served its purpose after a flick of the switch. she's not paying attention to that any longer, they didn't have a timer to worry about counting down into doom. what was going on now is....definitely not what one would expect from w and texas of all people. not a single person would know, that's for sure. she'd keep her mouth shut while also expecting the same on that. even if texas did find she had a similar line of thinking, that she doesn't mind w's taste. that she likes that, too.)
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maybe she's responding from her observations: the low growls, being turned on (not a word will be said on that), and maybe somehow finding present company to be more appealing than she'd also like to admit. the baring of her teeth, guttural and like something predatory yet restrained. is she tamed or is she good at hiding it is often the question that most ask, but she's liking it. from the way her eyes are dark in hunger. strongly, wanting.
getting teased isn't helping her maintain her composure, not from how they're pressed body to body. teeth teasing her breasts, a hand grabbing at the other. she wants to know, huh? she caught the first message, naturally, she wasn't going to say a word to that no matter how her expression contorts with pleasure mixed into more baser instincts. having a lupo in the bedroom can be unique like that, nobody knows how one might act from how their own responses to these things.
texas just so happens to be a low growl and snarl type of woman when she's really feeling it.)
Touch me....grind down against me, however you want to do it.
(a low purr, the toy was discarded to the floor. dropped like it served its purpose after a flick of the switch. she's not paying attention to that any longer, they didn't have a timer to worry about counting down into doom. what was going on now is....definitely not what one would expect from w and texas of all people. not a single person would know, that's for sure. she'd keep her mouth shut while also expecting the same on that. even if texas did find she had a similar line of thinking, that she doesn't mind w's taste. that she likes that, too.)
Be as rough as you want to.