[ danger was enticing and warning was a prize for his efforts. when the jostle had come to a standstill, eren's own teeth showed in a handsome grin in turn to rival her's, testing her perhaps to bite him if she wanted. as his tail swished with unabashed playfulness, his forearms lowered to cage her head in place while his planted knees trap her hips. yes, completely uncensored, a claw drew past her cheek and into her flush, her scalp, her ear— the fuzzy, floppy one. the space between them was purposely kept. for now, but eren teased for a split moment when his bottom arched enough to let his bare (mostly bare, he had fur in some places) chest to her bust, before rising up again. ]
Wrong time?
[ it wasn't the wrong time, but he was in quite the lively mood to pry. ]
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Wrong time?
[ it wasn't the wrong time, but he was in quite the lively mood to pry. ]