My Snippets: Part 2

Animal Instincts

Her scent, it called to him.

A sasusaku SHORT werecat snippet.

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He wasn't one to chase tail on a whim, even during mating season, but this particular female who'd walked (no glided) into his bar only a few hours ago, intrigued him.

He would venture to say that she perhaps even enchanted him with her beauty and feminine wiles. His eyes were so fixated on the curvature of her shapely hips swaying to the barring music, that he absentmindedly spilt the beer glass he was currently attempting to fill all over one of his paying customers... who turned toward him thereafter with a dark, wickedly disgusted sneer on his rather thin lips as he used a napkin to dab at the growing wet spot on the very front of his pants. "Fuck you, dude! My fucking date is supposed to be here any minute now! Damn it, bastard!!!"

"Sorry," Sasuke spoke with sincerity and moved to make a fresh drink for the poor drunkard... a regular on weekends when his wife was out of town. Funny, the things you learn while owning a bar—

"An Appletinis, please," a breathy feminine voice spoke on his right, and he nearly toppled the glass when he glanced up, noticing that the beautiful pink-haired from before was now standing directly in front of him. Sasuke did however manage to somehow topple the glass once more unto the poor, unsuspecting drunk from before... who cursed loudly once again.

"SHIT!!! Oh, come on, dude!!! Seriously!?! What the fuck is your problem, asshole!?!" Sasuke offered another muffled, but smoothly executed apology while the pretty lady simply giggled at their interaction.

It was only afterward that Sasuke took a deep breath in an attempt to try to ease his uncharacteristically jittery nerves. Big fucking mistake. On the first sniff, he detected a hint of rosemary... lying far between a thick layer of floral-scented perfumes. He closed his obsidian eyes and inhaled again, but this time more subtly. Something minty, he concluded; and also sweaty... which he somehow spotted beading up on her right brow and temple in the nanoseconds it took to gauge her disheveled appearance.

Sasuke hadn't spotted the blonde-headed newcomer until she sidled up to the man sitting adjacent to him; which he concluded must be the poor sap's newest conquest. Who was he to judge though, given his status as a werecat.

Sure, the were-folks mated for life, but until they met that "special someone" most of his kin tended to mess around in the sheets with as many different partners as physically possible, most especially during mating season which was unfortunate right around the corner for Sasuke.

He could practically feel his animal trying to claw its way to the surface even now... aroused by the sweet scent of this female. He couldn't determine if the pinkette was his fated or not by scent alone; physical touch was also a necessary factor...which unfortunately his beast seemed to think was an appropriate response in that moment given that such a sweet temptation was so closely within its grasp. His fangs throbbed as they elongated slightly... and he had to take a few seconds to try and compose himself; lest he look like a complete fool in front of this very pretty, very real human.

He was almost certain that she knew about his kind, it was a rare thing indeed these days for humans to be unaware of their existence... but he didn't know how she would feel about them...about him... if she found out what his beast's true desires were at that moment.

So, he decided to busy himself by giving the poor guy from earlier and his new girl a fresh drink "on the house" before moving on to silently fill her order. When he moved to pass the glass across the table, the fingers of her hand wrapped loosely around it, the tips brushing across his sensually... before she pulled it from his grip completely. He pulled his hand back slowly and swallowed. Hard.

She gave him a flirtatious wink and a soft thanks before sauntering back over towards a rounded table, currently occupied with a few other women that surrounded it. His eyes never left her.

Yes, he definitely wasn't mistaken.

From that brief touch, he just knew.

Sasuke could feel it in his very bones.

'She's the one.'