Redhawk Caldera [m] Snakes and ladders

Fox is so terribly cliché.

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She should have expected it, but Fox was still a little surprised by Peregrine's reaction. Instead of being jealous, he was downright turned on by her story. And she would be lying if she said she wasn't turned on by retelling it. In a way, she got to experience it all over again. Again, there was that taste of power that Fox loved so very much. With just words, she had managed to make him want her. Okay, not just words, and the fact that they'd done the deed numerous times before probably had something to do with it… but she'd ignore those facts for now.

"Oh did I?" she asked, feigning amazement that she could do such a thing. "You sure it's not because of that snake bite?" Fox grinned, licking his muzzle. She knew that was highly unlikely, unless its venom happened to cause his hormones to go into overdrive. If that was the case, he must've been bitten by snakes a whole heckuva lot in the past.

Fox asked, putting on her best "innocent" face. "Is it because I've been… bad?" She taunted him, teased him by pressing her hip against his own as he slid up next to her. Her lip pouted out (as much as a wolf's bottom lip could), and she gave him wide, puppy-dog eyes.