[ the fox's shoulders rolled and angled the way a cat's would, when preparing to jounce another time. he's slipped off, he's created only a touch of distance that comes shattered when the hot curve of human lips and breath growls, low and sharp enough that she could hear his smile: ]
Then I win.
[ on her shoulders were claws, elongated like human fingers but disfigured by vulpine claws and tinted black fur that raised above his wrists. the tail, a much larger sway of fluff invites kaede to an embrace that starts along her side and curves over her front— then another tail, on the other side.
there's not a hint of clothing in sight or sensation on him, if the girl were to react. ]
no subject
Then I win.
[ on her shoulders were claws, elongated like human fingers but disfigured by vulpine claws and tinted black fur that raised above his wrists. the tail, a much larger sway of fluff invites kaede to an embrace that starts along her side and curves over her front— then another tail, on the other side.
there's not a hint of clothing in sight or sensation on him, if the girl were to react. ]