Sunset Valley [m] you'll be godlike

muscle shakes, trembles, quakes. spun beneath a black of ink and shade, twitching with the every flaunt of this woman. she turned, spun, danced; her tail flicking, wafting that delicious, fragrant scent towards him. tied like a bow about his neck, tugging him closer.
closer.
closer.
he had never been a man to dance. he took, he hunted, he killed. he devoured. but this woman thwarted him. she injected his mind with curiosity. with thoughts. with temptations. he drinks in her high and he reels forwards.
she dances away. he dances closer. closing the distance. snaking around her, teeth finding her scruff; not taking, but biting softly, at first, wetting her fur with his red-wrought saliva. pressing his taut side to hers. growling in her ear, huffing a heavy, sultry breath. hooking a foreleg over her back to tempt her downwards.
wishing now to tangle with her in the grasses.