The wolf breaks its cage

You look at Vivian with hungry eyes, your gaze darting up and down her form like a starving wolf sizing up a soft and supple lamb. You staring become so intense that Vivian can't help but blush, a shy and somewhat drunken smile on her lips as he voice softly speaks out, "So...are you just gonna stare or what?"

Up until this moment you had always been quite shy and reserved when it came to matters of lust and love. Your crush on Ami and subsequent inability to talk to her in the slightest being the most obvious consequence of this. However, as you stare as this sweet and beautiful young woman who seems more than willing to accept your seed and potentially mother your children...you can't stop yourself as your more primal instincts burst to the fore.

With a disarmingly charming smile you're not even sure you could repeat if asked you offer a small chuckle, "I'm sorry, it's just I didn't know that angels could walk on earth."

This cheesy, almost catastrophically hammy line brings a brilliant red blush to Vivian's cheeks and a melodious laughter from her lips, "Oh my god!"

For a moment you think you have made a miscalculation, your naturally nervous nature briefly rearing its head in fear of being mocked and subsequently rejected from this oh so perfect situation. However, in Vivian's eyes you see her anxiety and timidity lessen and in its place comes joy, trust, and most importantly a heavy sense of lust. In a flash your apprehensive self is thrown to the side and your most base desires regain control; your shoulders square and you begin to approach Vivian with a strong and confident stride. Your eyes wander down to Vivian's flat stomach, one of her hands gently pressed into it as she continues to giggle. Somewhere in the vast expanse of your mind you hear the hunting howl of a wolf as it chases its prey.

You chuckle slightly yourself as you casually sit on the couch next to the tipsy teen, "Really? I thought I was being honest." Being this close to Vivian you see how small she really is; while her sister Ami is only slightly shorter than you are you are certain Vivian's form is at least a head height or more below you. Her voluptuously petite form seems to be dwarfed by your own masculine frame and at this moment she too seems to realize it, her head leaning back as she actually has to look up at you to speak while you both sit.

You can almost hear her swallow in fear as her nerves return but it doesn't stop her from setting down her drink and inching slightly closer to you, "H-Honest or not, you were_ _bad with that line."

Vivian's cheeks burn with embarrassment at her slight stutter but you merely take it in stride; your smile calm and inviting as she settles herself near enough that your legs almost touch, "Fair point I guess." With the smoothness of silk you raise up your arm and wrap it around Vivian's narrow shoulder, something that causes her to jump before leaning into the contact and gazing up at you through her lashes with gorgeous brown doe like eyes, "but if you want..."

You voice is low and husky as you speak and you know, somehow, your eyes have adopted a smoldering look that causes a shiver of excitement to race through Vivian's nearly naked form. Were you in your right mind you might contemplate where all of this bravado and smooth came from but at the moment you don't really care. With Vivian sidling closer to you, her eyes burning with nervous desire as her hands settle high on one of your thighs, you speak in a deep and lustful growl, "I can show you just how bad I can be."