Fingers played softly over the fur that covered his cheek, brows furrowing as she studied his face in wonder. An absurd smile played over her lips as his purring got louder, reminding her very much of the cats she had back home in Spain; though those cats didn’t quite pay as much attention to her as this very large cat was at the moment. Her fingers retracted as he snarled, fear showing over her features once again; she couldn’t forget that he was a /wild/ animal, a very /large/ wild animal.<br/><br/>She squeaked as he slid upwards, looming over her, Damita cringing backward as he bared his teeth. So far the kitty had played nice, though he showed aggression just as her comfort level started to go up. One step forward, two steps back, each of his advances gaining a positive reaction, only to set him back. His tongue was rough against her lips, his kitty kisses finally getting a strained giggle from Damita as that hand returned to pet his cheek; though her features twisted in surprise as he ground his erection into her sensitive mound.<br/><br/>Damita shifted, easing herself upward slightly, an embarrassed flush touching upon her cheeks once more. She was no fool when it came to copulation, having been given ‘the talk’ by her nanny. She’d be told that it would be a job of hers once she was married, to please her husband and bare his children; she had also been told of the tool that would take her virginity and supposedly take her to heights of ecstasy if it was true love.<br/><br/>The thought that this oversized feline wanted to take her was frightening, though it seemed to excite her body, her arousal seeping into the fabric of her satin panties.<br/>