Their bodies swayed in unison, his thick, strong muscles next to her graceful, curvy body; Though they moved together, they each couldn't have a different air around them, each move of hers being smooth and graceful, speaking a story of pleasure and lust, and his moves being strong and dominant, like an animal crouching ready to pounce. The song goes on for over a minute, all while the two continued moving with each other. As the music shifts into another song, this one much slower, she turns her head and whispers back.
"You're quite the dancer."
He smiles, the smile of a predator, his canines white and wickedly sharp.
"You're not so bad yourself."
They slowly sway back and forth, bodies moving left and right in unison, him starting to deliver small nibbles on her neck, eliciting several small exhales. His hands rest on her stomach, making small circles on her dress, the fabric soft and silky.
"Why don't we take this back to my apartment?."
His smiles deepens, and he removes his hands from her stomach, to her paw and he leads them away from the dance floor, to the doors of the club, and into the cold night air. He leads her back to his car, an extremely expensive looking car, and he opens the door, before gracefully beckoning her inside. Climbing in, she catches a feminine smell, an animal smell of pleasure, and her nose wrinkles slightly at the smell. He climbs in, before starting the car, it purring lightly, and he asks for directions to her apartment, before driving off, making light conversation on the way there. Arriving to her apartment, he stops the car and steps out, walking around the car to open the door for her like a gentleman, offering her his arm as little flakes of snow fall all around. She takes his arms, large and muscular, and together, they walk to the door, her taking a few seconds to retrieve the key from a small potted plant, and heading inside. They're in each other's embrace instantly, sharing a kiss, slightly sloppy with lust, and bodies rubbing against against one another. She reaches down with a paw and gives a grope to his crotch, getting a growl and a grope in return, his paws trailing down to her thighs, her midnight fur like velvet to his touch. She breaks off the kiss, and gently pulls his body towards her bedroom, the door slightly ajar. He looks around the house while they head to the bedroom, her house immaculately clean and neat, not a single speck of dirt visible on the smooth, clean marble floors. She pushes open the door to her room, and pulls him inside, a little more forcibly than before, and together, the two fall to the bed. They fall with lust into each other, all their willpower and inhibitions gone, the primal need to breed overwhelming their senses. With a smirk, he reaches up, all while trailing bites and nibbles down her neck, along the curve of her breast, and he slowly unbuttons her shirt. One button, then two, and th
"You're quite the dancer."
He smiles, the smile of a predator, his canines white and wickedly sharp.
"You're not so bad yourself."
They slowly sway back and forth, bodies moving left and right in unison, him starting to deliver small nibbles on her neck, eliciting several small exhales. His hands rest on her stomach, making small circles on her dress, the fabric soft and silky.
"Why don't we take this back to my apartment?."
His smiles deepens, and he removes his hands from her stomach, to her paw and he leads them away from the dance floor, to the doors of the club, and into the cold night air. He leads her back to his car, an extremely expensive looking car, and he opens the door, before gracefully beckoning her inside. Climbing in, she catches a feminine smell, an animal smell of pleasure, and her nose wrinkles slightly at the smell. He climbs in, before starting the car, it purring lightly, and he asks for directions to her apartment, before driving off, making light conversation on the way there. Arriving to her apartment, he stops the car and steps out, walking around the car to open the door for her like a gentleman, offering her his arm as little flakes of snow fall all around. She takes his arms, large and muscular, and together, they walk to the door, her taking a few seconds to retrieve the key from a small potted plant, and heading inside. They're in each other's embrace instantly, sharing a kiss, slightly sloppy with lust, and bodies rubbing against against one another. She reaches down with a paw and gives a grope to his crotch, getting a growl and a grope in return, his paws trailing down to her thighs, her midnight fur like velvet to his touch. She breaks off the kiss, and gently pulls his body towards her bedroom, the door slightly ajar. He looks around the house while they head to the bedroom, her house immaculately clean and neat, not a single speck of dirt visible on the smooth, clean marble floors. She pushes open the door to her room, and pulls him inside, a little more forcibly than before, and together, the two fall to the bed. They fall with lust into each other, all their willpower and inhibitions gone, the primal need to breed overwhelming their senses. With a smirk, he reaches up, all while trailing bites and nibbles down her neck, along the curve of her breast, and he slowly unbuttons her shirt. One button, then two, and th
