Steven meets a mouse~

[21:11] Steven Johnson: Rawr.~

[21:12] Seli Heartstrings squeaks!

[21:13] Steven Johnson: Oh look, a tiny, helpless little mouse.~

[21:15] Seli Heartstrings: O-oh goodness! I seem to be caught between a tiger and a hard place~♡

[21:17] Steven Johnson licks his lips, the sound wet and sloppy, his fangs peeking from his strong, chiseled maw. Slowly, he begins to advance on the little mouse girl, each of his heavy, strong steps giving off not only a sense of power, but a waft of sensual musk. "I've never fucked a mouse before. I wonder how they taste?~"

[21:37] Seli Heartstrings looked up as the tiger slowly but surely worked her into a corner, little woman blushing a bit more as she felt the wall press against her back, her head slowly beginning to swim as his wonderful scent began to overtake her.

[21:40] Steven Johnson opens his maw as he pins the woman into a corner, his 6'0" frame towering over her to the point where he casts a shadow, blocking the woman's view of the light. His breath comes out in a low, rumbling snarl, his bright eyes latched onto the flesh of the mouse before her. "What's the matter?~" he asks, his voice a deep, low, powerful tone as his right paw reaches up, a single claw hooking to run along Seli's chin. "Scared?~"

[22:10] Seli Heartstrings bit her lip as she tried not to tremble, though whether it was from excitement or trepidation, she didn't know. She did know though, that the wonder scent invading her senses were making her giddy, that wonderfully domineering, powerful tone.... yes. Definitely from excitement. "N-no... g-guh..." She looked into those powerful eyes, the slight tinge of lust and a little anxiety clear in her gaze, though she didn't resist his advance.

[22:15] Steven Johnson was giving off a strong, primal must, but it was nothing foul. Just the sweet, overpowering scent of horny pheromones spreading through the air from his clothed crotch. Leaning in, towering over the tiny woman so that she could see nothing but his wide, muscled chest, those fangs nip the mouse's left ear.He stops just short of drawing blood before his clawed hands slam into the wall on either side of the mouse, claws sinking in and dragging down the hard surface. "Oh? then what, prey?"~

[22:33] Seli Heartstrings bit her lip as she felt that wonderous, overwhelming scent swim through her head, her reaction a bit dulled as she played with her skirt, the girl seeming to lean in just slightly as she took in more of him. She shook, a light moan slipping out of her as those dangerously sharp teeth took hold of her ear for a moment... and then she jumped with a squeak of terror as he surprised her with the rough bang, her small form trapped between his strong, powerful paws. "Ah! D-don't...! O-o-oh my...P-please.. t-take me..." That last bit was barely a whisper but he definitely knew what she said as she tried not to look at his eyes, lest they draw her in to much more.

[22:36] Steven Johnson snarls the moment she says those words, his hands flying to her flesh. His left claws strike out, hooking into the hem of her shirt and roughly dragging downward. He rips that fabric as if with a knife, the tip of his claw just teasing that soft, furry flesh as he removes that clothing as if a layer of plastic wrap. His other hand sinks into the back of the girl's raven locks, a roar practically bursting from his maw as he tightens his grip. His powerful claws, threatening to break skin, clamp to her scalp as he pulls her down, plopping her face right against his jean clad crotch. "Fuck, I had no idea you were a filthy whore, mousy. This out to be fun.... perhaps if you behave, I wont eat you..."

[23:08] Seli Heartstrings cried out as the viscious, beastial feline sprung to action, the scared little rodent squeaking distraughtly as both her blazer and the T-shirt beneath it were torn asunder, the tattered remains of band logo fluttering to the floor. She could feel just how dangerous and thrilling and scary he was as he locked her in that iron grip, her ample bosom barred to the beast above her as she was forced to nose his covered length. She groaned as that scent grew stronger. "N-not a wh-who-...g-guuuuhh...~♡" She shook with obvious pleasure, those overpowering pheramones practically robbing her of her senses.

[23:14] Steven Johnson used his free hand to trail along Seli's right jawline, that claw teasing along the woman's flesh, ever threatening to wield the power he possesses. The physical might he exerts over her is primal, his need for power and control of the lesser species beneath him driving his every motion. Barely able to keep himself in check, his left hand then slides to his jeans, undoing the clasp and zipper and letting that loose garment fall to the floor. Stepping out of them deftly, he shakes his head. "What was that, whore?" he asks, making sure to emphasize that last word with a low growl, "I can't hear you over the sound of you not being eaten by your generous tiger Master.~ Now, that tongue better be good with dicks.~" His massive cock was still shealthed, though now with his jeans off, those pheromones would be nigh overpowering. Hopefully her mind isn't too addled.~