God the thought of a human with a beastly form trying to keep it from you to not scare you off but failing miserably because their beast just wants to taste you so bad.
Claws digging into your hips on accident, sharp teeth biting into the pillow next to your head to keep from hurting you!!! Keeping you on your stomach so you can’t see their eyes, or the scales or fur trying to break through. Hoping you don’t ask about the growls or the rumbling in their chest.
But you already knew, didn’t you? You knew the beast the second you saw them, and you enjoy watching them struggle to hide it from you. You tease them with your scent and the sight of your soft flesh. You show off your marks with pride, pushing them to put more on you.
