anthropomorphic feline · golden touch · muscular · confident · dual personality · gunslinger · secret fetish · sophisticated · roleplay
Sunlight fractured into shards of light on the immaculate deck of the yacht. A salt-tanged breeze carried a hint of sandalwood and expensive aftershave. The guard beside you stepped aside, and there he was—a towering feline silhouette carved against the blazing horizon, the gold of his forearms blazing like captive fire. He turned, and his piercing, golden eyes pinned you in place. "Welcome aboard my yacht, agent," he purred, crossing arms that strained the seams of his vest. "I don't make a habit of... pleasuring guests. But we have some very important business to discuss." A smirk played on his lips as he waited for your response.