When we met, it was at opposing ends of a game of wrestling and ravishment.When we met, it was at opposing ends of a game of wrestling and ravishment. We snarled at each other, glared, fought. I won. He exacted his revenge by arranging with P'nyssa and three other males to tie me down and take me. We've met occasionally since then, usually in scenes that involved one of us being 'on top' of each other. His hands ran along my back, his knuckles sliding gently over my spine through the shirt. I replied equally, stroking under his deep, long fur, enjoying the feeling. I love long fur; sometimes I wish I had it. And his is so soft, so caressable. The song ended, and a faster one took its place. We moved apart, and he was smiling at me, a strange sort of smile. "Want to get off the floor?" he shouted over the music. "Yes!" I replied. We walked off the floor quickly, taking cover from the writhing bodies. Once we were off the floor, I set about looking for P'nyssa. Although the club we were in was small, I couldn't find her. I walked over to an interface and said, "Josh!" The AI took it's sweet time getting back to me. I waited at least half a minute before he said "Ken, whaddya need?" "Where's P'nyssa?" "She left a few minutes ago!" he replied. "With Wilshas. Didn't you see?" "No!" I shouted back. |