Whitefish River Ask Me Why

Like white noise there wasn't a single thought that crossed his mind as she moved away and under to bite at a more sensitive spot. His belly burned with he bite and he tried to move to pin her down underhim, but that didn't work. She was silppery, but he was tenacious. He was now bleeding more than she was, she had a simple knick on her shoulder and here he was taking the beating from the one who needed to exersice her frustrations more than he did. 

Sadly, that didn't stop him or slow him down. Trickling from the gut and streaming down his leg, staining his pure aesthetic, he took advantage of her awkward position and closed the distance again. Jaws spread and poised to grab her just under the jaw and try once more to push her down. He would not bite down but instead just use the position to control her movements better, to take the opportunity to get what he wanted- whatever that was.