A cacophony of sound filled the jungle of downtown. Car horns blared with aggression, taxis zoomed in haste to make a drop, a bike messenger toppled to avoid a car door while the UPS guy rallied in solidarity, but their argument was nothing to the girl swiftly moving down the street. Exiting the 40 story skyrise she joined the snarling rush hour traffic on her way home. Her purpose was singular. Her thoughts were driven. Hunger, for a boy who waited at home for her.

It was the twilight hour when day job girl passed night job boy. He was on the bed sleeping when she came home to find him dressed in his scrubs and ready to hit the ER for another night of duty. His toe wiggled. God he was cute when he wiggled she thought as she moved closer. She wanted him. She would have him. She pounced on him grasping onto his foot as she curled onto his not so sleeping body.

He was but a hunter in wait for his huntress and he rose to encapture her as she rolled onto the bed. How delicious the flavor of victory. How sweet the moment of contact homecoming was. “Come here, my little sock monkey.” He declared as he claimed her with an arm around her waist. But who was the predator and who was the prey? And how much can they fit into the golden hued twilight hours before the call of duty pulls him away?

This theme day join DirtyPenPals in a Journey through the [Safari]. Theme days provide a chance for people to explore a setting, mood, or creative angle. They can often be taken literally in terms of a story about adventures in the safari or they can be extrapolated out to representative themes such as predator and prey and applied to kinks as people see fit. Let us know about you and what angle you apply to the theme this week by posting your own [Safari] prompt. If you see a prompt that you like go ahead and give it an upvote, it is always nice to upvote your fellow poster.

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