Tigra's tail flicked back and forth as she turned around. She felt a rush of heat. It started at her fingers and toes then rushed all the way down to her snatch. Her empty snatch, her hot snatch, her dripping snatch.
She slid down on all fours and stalked towards Captain America, her ass in the air and her tail flicking back and forth.
"Um, can I help you with something?" Cap asked, looking a little unnerved at Tigra's unblinking attention.
She licked her lips, running her long, very long, rough tongue over her teeth. She was looking at Captain America not too dissimilar to how she had looked at the meat.
"Um, are you all right?" Captain America asked.
"Rowwwwrr! Come here, big boy!"
Tigra pounced! She landed on Captain America's chest, knocking him to the ground.
"Tigra, what the--"
"Kitty wants her sausage! Rrroooowwwwrrr!"
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