The feline demon slowly brings her hands up to Zachary’s shoulders and gently rests them there for a moment. She then uses her claws to peel away the cat’s clothing slowly. She evidently cares little about the fabrics themselves, as she rips away at them instead of sliding them off properly. She occasionally allows one of her claws to brush along his torso, not hard enough to cut him, but just enough to remind that she can easily rend flesh with them.<br/>Once the male cat is naked, she places one of her hands on his chest. “Now, lie down.” She commands, pushing him back.