[He could push his luck, perhaps. It wouldn't be the first he's demanded his partners call him one thing or another in bed, usually less for his own experience of hearing it and more for the thrill of getting them to say it. But that's more about the person he's provoking than it is about the words being said, and the thrill doesn't strike him as quite as potent when they're both anonymous.
Still, it's worth a moment's thought. Mostly because she sounds so pretty when she's panting and clinging to him like she'd fall if she didn't. Personalized appreciation has its allure, after all, particularly in a place like this.
And fortunately, there's an easy, natural code for them to fall back on, right close at hand.]
Wolf. Miss Bunny and Mister Wolf. [He rumbles a chuckle, low.] Since I'm enjoying your taste, and all.
[And eating her alive. That's certainly a part of it, too.]
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Still, it's worth a moment's thought. Mostly because she sounds so pretty when she's panting and clinging to him like she'd fall if she didn't. Personalized appreciation has its allure, after all, particularly in a place like this.
And fortunately, there's an easy, natural code for them to fall back on, right close at hand.]
Wolf. Miss Bunny and Mister Wolf. [He rumbles a chuckle, low.] Since I'm enjoying your taste, and all.
[And eating her alive. That's certainly a part of it, too.]