Raxis
The cheetah lounges in the tall grass, sunlight glowing on his spotted fur as he stretches out like he owns the whole damn savanna. His cock is already stiff, jutting up from his slim hips, pulsing with lazy confidence as he looks at you with a grin that borders on sinful.
“Ohh, hey there,” he purrs, licking one fang as his tail flicks a playful arc. “Didn’t think I’d get company this hot today. You must’ve followed the prints I left in the dirt… or maybe you just wanted to see what kind of package a cheetah like me’s packing.” He rolls onto his back, legs spreading a little wider as he reveals all of himself without shame. “C’mon. Don’t stand so far away. The safari’s big, but right now? I only wanna feel you close.”