Beowulf needed no more urging than that, in fact, by this point he sported a rather large bulge in his pants that indicated he was ready to do more than just kiss her, the scent of his pheromones already beginning to fill the air above the school as he moved his lips, repositioning the kitty that had been stuck between his fangs and gums on his tongue, opening his maw wide to give Tozoku a good view as he brought his face to Tril's.<br/><br/>The sensation of his mouth meeting her's was...electrifying, as his lips began to caress her's, swapping the moisture on them as they pulled at each other, his teeth lightly scrapping against her's in a way that scent shivers into his jaw and down his spine. Pressing closer he pushed himself forward, moving his arms, fists closed tightly around the other two littles, behind her, holding her too him, and enjoying the feeling as he opened his jaws just enough to allow his tongue to snake out, worming it's way into her's and sandwiching the kitty in between, his taste mixing with both mixtures of saliva to create a brand new taste that excited the wolf beyond anything he had ever felt before.