Firefly Glen keep me hanging on

She’s gotten a few minor hits in which have done little to give her anymore advantage. The pain is gone in seconds. All he has done is knock her off her balance but as she aims once more for his rear, he moves forward with a sudden burst of speed. Behind him, he hears the click of teeth, and he rolls his head around with a smirk, spinning on his heels. Even though she tries to back pedal out of there, his aim is quick and he reaches out with open jaws to clamp down on her muzzle. His grip is more for control rather than to inflict pain or damage and he uses that to pull her close enough for his next move.