Sunbeam Lair Take [m]e out, make me think about it

Not sure if this is pp, but just say if you're not okay with anything here and I'll gladly chance it!

Perhaps she could fight nature, but Jolon could not. He had always been highly driven by instinct, more so before even meeting her. He needed this, the tribe needed this, even though he might be lying to himself here. It was obvious she wasn't fond of him enough to let him claim her, but Jolon found a woman could not deny the calling of desire. He wondered if this was the first time that she had been approached this way, which would explain her nervousness and distrust in his abilities better than to just say she didn't want it to be him. There was no way he would let her go away like this, not in this state. He would take her, for the better of her and this offspring. 

His eyelids lowered and he looked up as she once again rejected him. What was he doing wrong then? He had been gentle and had barely touched her, was that not what women liked? Or did Asterr prefer something more rough. It wasn't like it mattered anyway, for he would do his thing whether with her acceptance or not. Better me than a stranger... He said in a low voice as her silver eyes penetrated his very soul where he missed Ezimette so very much. He needed this more than her, maybe, but as his leader the least she could do was help him with these voices.

He tried again, walking past her  glare and placing a paw on her back with a whimper. His ears and tail both dropped down as he begged for her to accept.