Kintla Flatlands guns for hands

Kesuk shivered playfully at the threatening sound of his voice. His eyes had narrowed and his voice had lowered, but she could still make out the faint sparkle of joking in his yellow eyes. She hadn't done something like this in a long time and it woke the playful being in her back up. She hooded her sparkling blue eyes and met his with her own darkened gaze.

"If that is what you wish, sir." she hummed, lifting her chin to expose her neck, the feeling of his hot breath on her making her fur prickle pleasantly as he hovered above her. Although his next actions were completely unknown to her, she was sure that he wouldn't actually hurt her.