the feeding

she is willing to be caught, sauntering before him, whimpering to his commands.

her tail flicks, and she falls to his feet in surrender.

he picks her up, ready to feast upon her blushing flesh. she writhes excitedly, awaiting the first bite.

he roars, majestically, and holds her up to the light. his cubs emerge from their hiding and gather around their father.

he tosses the gazelle to the ground and the cubs pounce, feeding,
the gift their has brought for them.

it is too late, she cannot escape. hungry, insatiable boys biting,
her blushing

she is terrified, satiated, and lost
all at the same time.

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