She kept coming, pressing him back until he was flat against the wall and her breasts were pressed against his chest.  She reached down with on hand to fondle him roughly through his trousers, ran her other hand down his chest, scraping her claws teasingly across his pecs.<br/><br/>"Is that so?  You have to run off and find some little girl to protect instead of enjoying something more adult with a real woman?  Funny."<br/><br/>Her hand tightened on his groin, squeezing almost hard enough to hurt.<br/><br/>"What'll you give me if I let you go, mousie?  What'll I get if I go away and come back later to fuck you until you beg for mercy?"