07-26-2024, 10:40 AM
Oh, bastard. Sometimes Kole genuinely thought he bigged himself up too much, because as much as getting Meteor to the ground was all fine and dandy, he hadn't really thought about what he was going to do as soon as he actually had Meteor pinned. And pinned was a stretch. The lion was maybe double or triple his body weight, not to mention most of it being muscle mass.
His ears flattened against the crown of his head. Yeah, they agreed no biting paws, which is why he bit his ankle, not his paw! And yet before he could fire back his vaguely petulant remark there was lightning sparking on Meteor's horns and Kole's back was hitting the figurative dirt. Ouch.
"Y'know," Kole panted, grinning lazily, "this is not exactly how I imagined my first time being under you would go!"
This time, when Kole lunged, he aimed for Meteor's head. Or, more specifically, his horn. He attempted to get his teeth around the keratin appendage, and if he were successful, would attempt to yank Meteor's head forward—not so much trying to throw Meteor over his shoulder as attempting to swing his own body up and over the lion's.
His ears flattened against the crown of his head. Yeah, they agreed no biting paws, which is why he bit his ankle, not his paw! And yet before he could fire back his vaguely petulant remark there was lightning sparking on Meteor's horns and Kole's back was hitting the figurative dirt. Ouch.
"Y'know," Kole panted, grinning lazily, "this is not exactly how I imagined my first time being under you would go!"
This time, when Kole lunged, he aimed for Meteor's head. Or, more specifically, his horn. He attempted to get his teeth around the keratin appendage, and if he were successful, would attempt to yank Meteor's head forward—not so much trying to throw Meteor over his shoulder as attempting to swing his own body up and over the lion's.
NIKOLAI PENDRAGON
KOLE — MALE — VAMPIRIC COYOTE — DOTD TEMPLAR — TAGS