Mewling out weakly as he gets in nice and close, smelling him again and shuddering with a desire to mate. Stamping down the evil evil urges, right up to when he fondles my furry teats with his paws. Arching my back and letting out a very satisfying moan, legs shaking even harder as I cum a little. Panting low and hard and ride it through, while watching and listening to him explain the situation and lay down on my bed. He does sound like he isn't going to murder me, which is a great relief to me. Combat is very messy and I tend to avoid it at all costs.<br/><br/><strong>"Well then, since there isn't anything you can do about it, you can just fluff off to where ever you came from and leave me alone. I've dealt with worse things in my life before than this. I can tell you that!"</strong>Huffing out some and trying my best to get nice and angry, to counter the raging hormones that are screaming at me to jump him and ride his cock. Instead, I saunter lazily over to the desk and start fishing out various lady items and sex toys for myself. Setting them on the desk with a nice orderly feel to all of it, humming to myself and trying to play coy. All the while filling the room with my performance.<br/><br/>(fascinate. DC 25 will save.)