In these moments, she ensures I still have the right to be King of my pride. Testing my mettle.
In these moments, she is eager for the struggle. Just to see if she can take me down.
In these moments, she only knows aggression.
And I love her more for it. For even though this lion roams free in this concrete jungle, he needs to uncage the beast within but only… in these moments.
She approaches slowly and I can’t but admire her feminine form. She leans in close taking a whiff of my masculinity. Places claws to my chest drags down with pressure combing through my chest hair. My teeth clinch as I lean in and inhale her scent. Her musk always gets my adrenaline flowing. I love to smell her travels of through the day. I snarl in as we press face to face then shoulder to shoulder. Locked hands and feet planted. Ready to go we bare our teeth and growl at one another.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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