A tiger's debut (open match)

"N...nnnhhh..." He moaned, and leaned up slowly, almost by a will not his own, and closed his eyes to lock lips with the snake.

Delia smiled confidently and leaned in, breasts nearly flattened into wide domes against the tiger's strong chest as her lips hungrily encountered his, letting her slithering tongue slip into his mouth and caress it from within. Her breath went into his in simple, calming moans as she ground up against him, her fastened thighs brushing against his member on tighter rubs.

Ryuji slowly leaned back as Delia started to work her magic on him, moaning submissively as she worked him over, his tongue playing with hers, and he could feel himself growing hard as she ground up against him.

Delia moaned into his mouth with pleasure, grinding picking up its pace a bit as she caressed his sides and arms and chest, enticingly drawing her nails down the latter just rough enough to still be considered sexual.

"Mmm, a big boy," she purred as she felt his member bulging greater against her. She'd use her legs to spread his out further, giving her body better access to it and tightening her coils on his limbs to keep them apart.

She'd slip an arm up to gently hold the top of her dress, smiling in teasing invitation. "Do you want?" she whispered.

"N...nrrrg..." He groaned as she dragged her nails down his side, then blushed as she forced his legs to spread, and winced a little as her coils tightened. He swallowed hard in response to her question before slowly nodding his head, unable to resist her temptations.

"Good boy," she said breathily, letting her index finger run down the front of her dress. It popped open bit by bit under the pressure of her sharp nail, finally unveiling her front. Confident in her opponent's temporary submission, Delia would raise her arms and move them with peculiar fluidity, brushing the dress off of her body without truly moving its position. She raised her arms up over her head in an alluring pose, ala her character pic. "Do you like?"

"Mmm.... mm-hmm..." He nodded slowly as she stripped for him, still blushing badly under his white fur.

Delia chuckled outloud, proudly cupping her breasts. "Such a strong body," she purred, running her eyes down his furry frame. "One would think he'd have a stronger will for it," she thought to herself.

She'd lean in and press her bare breasts into his chest, nipples brushing into him as she'd angle her head slightly to better meet his lips with hers.

He smiled a little at the compliment, and leaned up as she laid down on top of him and leaned up to lock lips with her, moaning submissively to her.

Delia let out a soft purr of approval at the kiss, running a hand lustily through his head hair. "Good boy," she groaned in a truly owner-to-pet praise, running her free hand down his chest, his tight stomach, and finally to take hold of the hem of his pants to try and undo them to slide them down.