Ravensblood Forest Wait till the moments mine

With the devious smile on this woman’s face and suggestive tone he knows she means no good. Or maybe she might, if he can cross a deal with the she-wolf that’s is. As she looks up to him with those half lidded, mysterious eyes of forest green, he gazes back down to her confidently. 

Though as she closed her first sentence, Donovan barely has time to let out a teasing, “Oh?” Before she’s quickly nipping at his jawline and continues pleading her case. 

He allows her to press against him enticingly. The plume of her tail raises in an attempt to distract him as she slides herself against the larger male suggestively. He hums in reply as he keeps his golden hues on her form. Shamelessly taking in her feminine form, he rakes his eyes down her body as she moves. He knows the game she plays and he’s sure there’s a part of her that she isn’t trying to show him just yet. She just has that conniving aura about her. Sure, he appreciates the female form and, sure, he allows females to run a little further with his patience, yet he isn’t so easily seduced by one. Not genuinely anyway.

She leaves his space and continues. She’s speaks about how the likelihood of finding recruits is stronger if they were to work together. He only slightly doubts her credibility due to the fact that he doesn’t completely know her yet. Then much to his surprise, or maybe not, she offers herself to him when the seasons fits right. At this he chuckles, a low noise that comes from deep within him. He hopes he won’t be having pups for a bit, especially after what happened with that bitch, Sasha. 

“I see where you’re getting at, darling.” He smirks at her. “Where is the compromise?” He asks less as a question. “I’m sure you’re trying to rebuild your pack? Well, I am too. Are we supposed to merge everything?” He questions. “Tell me of your pack. Tell me more about you.” He asks with a tilt. “I will not settle for anything less than being a leader.” The male comments savagely.