While Barry frets over the possibility of Lup being fearful, of Lup being hurt by his size or his claws or his animalistic nature, the woman's mind is drifting right on into much more pleasurable scenarios, like Barry's fuzzy head shoved between her legs, her hands curled around his horns to guide him, or the giant foozle scooping her up with ease to take the much smaller woman right there against the wall, fully ignoring the bar's other patrons.
One thing's for sure, no matter which scenario the night ends with: Lup's gonna fuck the foozle. That's just happening. No doubt about it.
Barry returns with their orders and Lup takes her glass with a grin, throwing back a generous drink before she's eying the monster man again, not even giving him a chance to settle back down next to her. A hand flies out, to rest over his own, fingers curling into Barry's thick fur again, before Lup's meeting his gaze without a hint of shame.]
Wanna kill it on the dance floor with me? [Without missing a beat, she seamlessly adds,] Or we could finish our drinks and go straight to your place. Either or, handsome. Cha girl's up for whatevs.
alex dont read this. cease!!
While Barry frets over the possibility of Lup being fearful, of Lup being hurt by his size or his claws or his animalistic nature, the woman's mind is drifting right on into much more pleasurable scenarios, like Barry's fuzzy head shoved between her legs, her hands curled around his horns to guide him, or the giant foozle scooping her up with ease to take the much smaller woman right there against the wall, fully ignoring the bar's other patrons.
One thing's for sure, no matter which scenario the night ends with: Lup's gonna fuck the foozle. That's just happening. No doubt about it.
Barry returns with their orders and Lup takes her glass with a grin, throwing back a generous drink before she's eying the monster man again, not even giving him a chance to settle back down next to her. A hand flies out, to rest over his own, fingers curling into Barry's thick fur again, before Lup's meeting his gaze without a hint of shame.]
Wanna kill it on the dance floor with me? [Without missing a beat, she seamlessly adds,] Or we could finish our drinks and go straight to your place. Either or, handsome. Cha girl's up for whatevs.