The rustling was the sound that stirred it. Soft drunken laughing with the muffled movement of feet. Feet dragging through the leaves laying dead on the ground.
It drew it's attention to the warm sources of the sound, simply observing at first. A man, besuited. His long limbs working swiftly to press a supple young thing against the trunk of a tree nearby. The fine morsel of soft yielding womanflesh squirmed and fitted herself against the man. A gentle push-pull as if she couldn't yet decide if she'd let him have his way with her. Although she was clearly craving all the man was offering and more.
Her want rolled over it like a potent waft of steam, carrying an almost tangible scent. It sniffed tentatively at first, then inhaled greedily. It's interest was peaked, gaze trained on the pair. The girl's small hands clutched at the fabric of the mans clothing, unsure if she wanted to pull him free of it or if she was simply hanging on to him, using him to tether herself through the intensely intimate sensations the man was gathering up in her.
A tension gathered in it's bowels, or would have, if it had a corporeal form at all and it stretched it's would-be neck back, feeling hunger gnawing at it's ether. It might have growled, feeling restless as it drew it's gaze over to the couple to see one pale leg wrapped high on the man's hip. He, in turn, razed his white teeth over the supple flesh of her neck and lower, mouthing the swell of her breast.
"Tom," the woman moaned, the lusty sound causing the creature to perk up it's would-be ears.
It watched as the woman pawed at the man, her hands tripping over the buttons of his shirt. Her lust a potent, sweet smelling drug that wafted up to its nose, just now noticing that it had a nose. That it was gaining some type of firmament, for the first time in an age. It smiled, gruesome lips stretching, enjoying the feeling of them cracking,pulling over grizzled and sticky teeth. A black tongue quivered just beneath as it tasted it's own long-dormant mouth, the air coming off the tree it was now, for the first moment in an eon, separate from. But also tasting something else: The twin musks of the pair ravenously pawing at each other, hands and mouths everywhere just yards from where it rose slowly but with no small measure of grace. It turned a large shadowed head training fetid yellow eyes the two writhing bits of humanflesh.
The man, salty with sweat, tugged hungrily at the bodice of the woman's gown. He began to speak to her, low and smiling, his voice carrying a cadence that the creature recognized. One that brought back visceral memories of days past.
"God in heaven, I want you, darling. You've had me half hard all night."
"Just half, Tom?" she purred at him, "From the way you were leering at me, I thought I'd had you cumming in your costume."
"Ehehehe," he chuckled, then paused his hands useless to budge her dress, "How do I get you out of this, love?"
She looked down at her soft creamy breasts. "Perhaps take the southern route?"
'Tom' flashed her a glinting smile and it couldn't help smile along with him, watching rapt as he lowered himself onto his knees, parting first her underskirts then her thighs. It's slimy tongue trembled against its own moistening lips as Tom's surely pressed against the girl's fragrant sex.
It's mouth opened and it watched - just watched - allowing it's own primal hungers to be aroused. One fleshy thigh gripped and brought up over Tom's firm shoulder, the girl obviously juicy and dripping as his satisfied moan greeted it's ears vibrating down low, the sound tracing it's way through arms, legs that it just became conscious of.
But somewhere else as well, somewhere long at rest, as it felt a heaviness a tightness gather in it's lower belly. It's sexless groin, still capable of gathering that lustful energy, but in it's current and natural form, simply cycling it through it's own body. Each pass growing more and more frenzied and potent. It snarled.
