"Stumbled onto something you like, have we?" Cat teased, a dark brow arching as he brought up the subject of those boots she wore...and how they should stay on. She didn't have any issues with that, none at all....heels in bed could be quite hot when done correctly; that heel could dig into just the right place, leather could scrape teasingly against sweat-slicked skin....yeah, they were staying on, they could agree on that much.
The tail was a new one for her....though she definitely found it hot. Perhaps it was the were side of her that could appreciate his more animalistic traits or maybe it was just that his bad boy image lent itself nicely to such a thing - either way, no complaints on her part about it, none at all.
It was more than obvious just how much each party was attracted to the other, their bodies gave away anything that they might have even been tempted to hide. They parted only long enough to relocate themselves to Cat's bed, Wes bracing his lean form over her own, lips seeking out one another's once again for yet another heated kiss. His hand grazed across her skin, slipped along her stomach until it sought out a far greater treasure hidden at the apex of her thighs.
A pleasant gasp slipped from Cat's lips at the sudden brush of his weathered fingers against such delicate flesh, the sound slipping quite temptingly into a full-fledged moan. Her legs parted a bit more for him of their own accord and, the longer his fingers wreaked that delicious havoc upon her, the more often her hips lifted to press closer, to seek out more of his touch. "...Wes," her lips left his long enough to allow her to moan his name, hands sliding over the leanly muscled planes of his back, nails dragging just slightly over his flesh.