Neverwinter Forest birds of a feather

"You don't say," Jaws said in smoky voice as she lay a nip upon his shoulder, which he may have returned had she not stepped away from him. Had he been an imaginative sort his mind might have ran away with wonder at what adventures this female had, what conquests she had made, but Jaws was not one to get let his thoughts wander; inclined instead to stay in the moment, to react to what was at hand rather than concern himself what was and what may or may not be.

As she moved to circle him in turn, his paws remained fastened to the ground, but his head turned so that his eyes may follow and when her rump passed so teasingly near he reached out with a snap, bringing his teeth together with a click but never touching her. "Ready for another?" He invited with a suggestive sway of his shoulders as she came around in front of him, his gaze narrowed with hot intensity.