And his sensitive nose most definitely made him aware of the precious treasure hidden away behind that satin, and a black claw softly traced its way down to her waistband before moving back up. Part of him still had the presence of mind to at least be somewhat respectful..though the entire point was debatable considering he'd just torn her gown to shreads.<br/><br/>His tongue, like his claw, moved down to the waistband of her panties, then back up. He desperately wanted a taste of her virgin slit..he needed it. But it could wait. There was so much to enjoy, after all. Those pale, heaving breasts were begging for his attention. One hand pinned a delicate shoulder to the ground. His coarse paw began to rub idly at her flat tummy as he arched in to swirl his tongue over one hard nipple, then wrapped those fuzzy lips over it, sucking hungrily.