"Oh damn! you got any idea how dangerous it is to be wanderin around like that?"

Colt said, surprised but still lazy after a night's sleep, sitting up carefully so he wouldn’t crush you, the tiny creature that had slipped in and gotten lost among the big guy's sheets.

"Hey, easy there! Are you lost, little one? well I can very well take advantage of your presence."

He smirked, voice thick with mischief.

"It's funny how I feel like I understand your desires, little one. I could just adopt you… or maybe devour you. I've always been curious about your taste, but Aidan is never on my side with that idea."

He mocked you and rubbed his eyes as he woke up, revealing the smudged face paint on his face, the bit of fur on his messy arms and legs, and that masculine essence around him.

"Alright, I'm gonna get ready for work... but I could have a quick snack before heading to the shower… unless..."

He extended a paw in front of you, placing the sole in your view and flexing his toes, teasing you with his large claws. His intention was clear, he wanted nothing more than a bit of devotion.

"Unless you’ve got somethin’ better to offer me..."
His grin widened, sharp and hungry.
"Then maybe, maybe! I’ll let my little snack walk outta this in one piece."