frolic aholic

Luke sighed in an exaggerated way, although truthfully he did find her uncreative aggression to be tiresome and he was quickly losing interest in their exchange. "You know, I'm really more of a cuddler," he said, continuing to speak calmly and upbeat as he would to a wolf that was not presently snapping her teeth at him and growling. "I mean don't get me wrong," he paused with a partial chuckle, "I like a passionate romp as much as the next guy, but I'm not into all that biting and bleeding sort of thing," he grinned.

Anyway," he quickly followed up. "It's been a pleasure, but," Luke trailed off, completely disinterested in continuing the charade. He shook his head as he moved to leave, turning only partially so that he could watch his backside in case she chose to chase. If she did not, she could have that drink in peace that she wanted.