Sensing Kyuui’s attempts to play hard to get by escaping caused the primal side of Damian’s mind to react as any predator would at the notion of fleeing vulnerable prey. A harsh defiant growl, full of lust bubbled from the barbarian’s throat in a clear indicator of how lost he was in his carnal desire for the kitsune. Before she could make any progress in her attempt, he stood from his kneeling position with one hand on her thigh while the other on her shoulder. In one quick, fluid motion he flipped his soon-to-be lover on her stomach upon the bed. Knowing that her arms would be far more useful to her in that position, he wasted little time in moving behind her and wrapping one arm around her waist, curling his hand down between her thighs to allow his fingers to rapidly massage her clit.<br/><br/>Assuming the sudden rush of pleasure would cause Kyuui to falter for a vital moment in her attempt to get away, the other hand set about hooking his thumb around his trousers and yanking them down to pool around his ankles revealing his engorged manhood that was already throbbing with desire. It would be clear at a simple glance that his use of larger weaponry wasn’t compensating, but rather suggestive that everything he wielded was oversized in nature. While it wasn’t to the absurdly large of proportions as his sword, its length and girth would certainly test the limits of the kitsune’s sex while still able to bring ample amounts of pleasure to his lover once she had enough time to acclimate to his intrusion. With the only barrier between them removed, Damian pressed closer behind the ninja allowing his cock to press its length along Kyuui’s slit to let her know what was in store for her in case she hadn’t seen it when he removed his pants. His body arched over hers, his torso pressing against her back so his lips could hover near her vulpine ears.<strong>“Mmmm, if you want to turn this into a game of fox and poon hound, count me in. Though, why wouldn’t you just give in and allow yourself to submit to me, hmmm?”</strong>Damian’s voice was a low baritone, dripping with sexual desire as he whispered to Kyuui. Though despite the context of his words, there was still a softness to them that suggested he still concerned for the woman within his grasp and wouldn’t do anything to hurt her no matter how heated things got.