The devil walks alone tonight.
10-30-2015, 02:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-30-2015, 02:19 PM by Aksinia.)
Large triangular towers shifted forward, then backwards upon a delicately crafted crown. Crystalline pools searched the white, vacant land. All seemed so eerily still in the dead of the night. Nothing but the chilled breeze whistling through the scarce tree tops. Thick banner would once more find itself wrapped cozily around frontal paws and hind legs. The high hopes I had were slowly deteriorating, the only option that I truly had was to leave the place in which I had slept during the daylight in order to seek out something of entertainment. Right about now, even a nice little snow shoe rabbit would suffice. It was then I heard the crunching of snow beneath ones weight. A flicker of hope ignited within my hues as I waited patiently. The full moon ahead cast down an illuminating glow, although it was still difficult to see. The silhouette of another slowly game to a view. Carnal urges blanketed me like a thick comforter. Patiently, I awaited, adrenaline coursed through my veins, and he grew larger and larger. Tilting my delicate cranium back slightly, I inhaled deeply. Allowing the thick musk to trickle down my throat, coating it like honey. I could taste him. In such a leisure manner, the distance between us closed. However I did not throw in the extra effort to stand. No he shall come to me, entangle himself with in the dangerous web I had woven. He will become my next victim of the night, used to my liking to rid myself of this deep craving that bore itself into me. The closer he approached the more of him I could hungrily devour with my eyes. Taking in his physical features, storing them away for later purposes, if need be. I took in the contours of his bodice as he moved, noticing the faint signs of rippling beneath his thick white, black stained silken tresses. I could feel a purr as it formed within my throat. He stopped still a little ways off, offering a playful wink as a devious, up to no good smirk formed upon my think black lips. Slowly I moved upwards to go to a standing position, stretching front legs outwards, slender spin rising upwards like that of a feline, lips parted so a moist tongue would sleep free, a yawn escaping. Once my muscles were relieved of their tension, his words danced into my drums. A Low chuckle escaped me as I moved towards him slowly, like that of a stalking predator. And he was indeed my prey. Black ticked banner flicked behind feminine thighs, a devious grin plastered upon my face as words escaped my lips. Soft spoken, I was, however possessed a dangerous hiss. |
Due to her psychological issues, she does have tendencies to lash out. Just a fair warning. Often Mature content involved in posts.