~He beams at the sight of her~
Hi! Heh… Yeah I hear that a lot…
I uh… ~He unzips his hoody, pulling a wrapped parcel from inside of it~ I got you something… I hope that’s okay. I saw it and I thought of you.
"Honestly? Not sure." He said, shrugging, "You can’t tell but my tongue is rough too, like a cat’s. But the claws, the teeth, the eyes… They’re the product of something else. My body is very strong, I lived to be so old because I heal very quickly, I don’t get sick, and I’m incredibly strong. Like I could lift a car if I wanted to without breaking a sweat. I use it to hold something very bad, and keep it from hurting people, and the side effect is…”
He looked down at his clawed hands, “I usually file them down but I haven’t been home today… I promise I don’t use them, I won’t hurt you.”
For a while she just stared.
For a while, she just took in his features. The teeth. The eyes.
And what lay behind them.
Eventually she reached out and took one of his hands , pale fingers wrapping around it softly as she leaned in, fear and panic forgotten.
It was what lay behind these feline eyes.
“I trust you.”
… and with that her eyes closed one again, free hand snaking around his neck as she leaned in and allowed her lips to graze along his before eventually opening her mouth to him - her mouth, and her heart.