Normally, if Sakkata smiled that cheerfully at him, Hatame would have been thrilled! Yay! She's opening up, and all that stuff! After all, he'd been bugging her all this time to loosen up, and it really was wonderful when she wasn't afraid to be herself--be herself in general, that is, and not just in the kissing department, however fun that was! However, there Sakkata was, positioned as though ready to pounce and looking way, way, way more cheerful than he thought he'd ever seen her. The combination of those two things was just a little...disconcerting? Sure, it was great to see she was apparently happy to see him but, uh...
That was when she started doing it.
And Hatame could only stare.
She was acting like a freaking house cat! Like...like...she wasn't even acting like, well...a person anymore! It wouldn't have been too shocking if Sakkata had never acted this way before because, well, Hatame wasn't human either, after all. But he'd...er...never seen her crawl and shuffle around on the ground like that before. It was kind of easy to forget that she was part beast herself because she did act like a human (even if she didn't look it). And then there was Hatame who was caught in a sort of awkward position somewhere between human and Gryphon. The whole thing was just suddenly very, very confusing.
Both eyebrows raised as she mewled and pressed herself to the ground, then crawled forward, waving her tail still. Sakkata. Crawling around and mewling. Mewling! Something finally clicked in his head. She made that same sound when they were kissing. A happy sound. A very happy sound. Call Hatame dense, but when it came to body language and little cues like that, he was a pro--after all, it was the dominant language of Gryphons, so he was a pretty keen observer!
Er...
He couldn't smell the pheramones, meant for Drygans as they were, but it was her behavior that sort of registered. A little--but only a little because he was so not trying to think. While the species may not have anything in common, Gryphons, humans, and Drygans alike, there was one thing they all seemed to have in common: they could make a male downright frustrated when they were "in the mood" and the female wasn't--which seemed to be always, but maybe that was also because it took nothing to get a male hot and bothered--but when the female was in the mood, oh damn, watch out. They tended to be loud about it. Female Gryphons in heat, for instance, had a tendency to yowl and carry on until Hatame was sure the male jumped them simply to get them to shut up, and human females just tended to be so suggestive and coy that, well...yeah, that did it. And...oh Gods...
Hatame suddenly started feeling a little less numb and shell-shocked and far more...dear Gods, he didn't even know!
Putting the thing in her hair. What had she said? Oh man...a week before females go into heat, males put stuff in their hair if the female wants them to court. It had been a week. Heat. Hair. Week. It all came together in a flash.
Sakkata pawed at his pant leg, and Hatame actually jumped before, shuffling forward a little more, she gently grasped his leg and watched him with those big eyes of hers.
Oh Gods, oh Gods, oh Gods...
His mind was racing a million miles an hour as he stared back down at her with equally large green eyes.
Oh shiiit...
The tail waving. The look. The submissive posture...
Nononono! This was so not happening! She was not doing this to him. She was not! Not after all his talk and thoughts on taking it as slow as she wanted, on it not being about sex, about wanting to be careful with her, about...about...AUGH! It was like all those horrible little perverted stories that he'd always found so amusing about saints being tempted as soon as they decided to be saints! Not that he was a saint, oh hell no, he could never be celibate, but oh my Gods, after he'd held out so well, been so good, wanted to not be pushy or pressure her and everything...this popped up! No! That didn't pop up, perverts! This did! Her! Her doing...that! And they hadn't even Frenched yet!
And why the hell was he panicking?! He loved sex! Ahhh! That was the problem!
Damnit, she was not...doing this! She was not...not...she couldn't do this to him! He didn't have the bloody willpower to survive it!
With a sudden jolt, he carefully pulled back to try and dislodge his leg from her grip, a nervous laugh escaping him. "Ahahahah...Sakki! How...uh...nice to see ya this morning! You look...happy! Great, great, but, uh...wow...now I know you're awake...really...awake...so...yeah! I better be off! So good to see you! Love ya, bye!" He took a few more steps backwards.
He was gonna die. He was gonna end up molesting her. Or be molested by her. Oh Gods, they were gonna molest each other! He had to run. Yeah. Run. Fast. Lock himself up somewhere. Fast. Before...stuff happened.