Boartusk Heights Let's Go Up In Flames

Dysis sauntered nearer with a sudden change in her demeanor. No longer was she sour to taste or quick to strike. No, she was now a dollop of sweet cream that he would wait patiently to devour, her movements smooth as caramel. Leonidas was no fool and knew that she was just playing her cards... but just because he understood what she was doing, didn't mean it didn't have its desired effect. His deadly sin was lust and his lilac-eyed adversary knew it. 

The snake slithered beneath him. The black widow weaved her web. He fought valiantly against his primal nature, but soon felt that annoying itch on his ass fade. A throbbing feeling in his gut took the stage.

As the object of his current desire settled beneath him, Leonidas purred satisfaction in her ear. The remaining blood from the boar dripped down the side of her face like hot wax as a massive black paw crept around her settled haunches, wrapping around her to pull her in tightly. If she wished to play this game, he would take advantage of how far she was willing to go. It was no secret he had always lusted for her, even as a young man during their training together. Love and hate were one in the same.

"I swear it to you before the Gods. So long as we rule together." A click of his jaws mere inches from her face as his own gaze fell to the boar tusk before them. It was a demand born from desire to stay in control of the situation, and if it had to be on equal playing fields as a woman of his own people, he would concede. To come to power once more was too tantalizing of an offer and pride would not hold him from glory.