Natures Toys{M}
11-14-2015, 11:13 AM
Her crimson stare remains locked on his acidic gaze as he answers her questions, her interest in him mildly present in her flawless facial features. When he says he is going to stick around this time, her cordial smirk widens. He smells a bit differently now than he had before, and she silently wonders why. The faint scent was oddly familiar, like she's come across it before in her past. Although she couldn't confirm her hunch, she had a feeling she would get an answer about it soon.
When he asks her what she has been up to, her eyes turn away from him and toward the forest to peer out into the abyss behind thick, black eye lashes. "Terrorizing is what I do best," She snickers, and her gaze moves back to meet his again. She bats her eye lashes suggestively at him, and she attempts to step toward him to close the distance that separates them. If he chose to deny her his personal space then she would stop. "If you don't mind me asking... Where have your adventures taken you? You smell... Peculiar." She would attempt to press her nose gently into his right cheek should she gain access to his close proximity, her lips curling into a wide smile that would reveal her fangs. She craved his touch, even if a kiss on the cheek wouldn't lead to the last base. Ever since her first experience with him she has been craving more from him. Something about him greatly intrigued her.
Marco understood that this might get a little too personal for him, so the wolverine would trot off into the forest to find something fun to consume his time.
When he asks her what she has been up to, her eyes turn away from him and toward the forest to peer out into the abyss behind thick, black eye lashes. "Terrorizing is what I do best," She snickers, and her gaze moves back to meet his again. She bats her eye lashes suggestively at him, and she attempts to step toward him to close the distance that separates them. If he chose to deny her his personal space then she would stop. "If you don't mind me asking... Where have your adventures taken you? You smell... Peculiar." She would attempt to press her nose gently into his right cheek should she gain access to his close proximity, her lips curling into a wide smile that would reveal her fangs. She craved his touch, even if a kiss on the cheek wouldn't lead to the last base. Ever since her first experience with him she has been craving more from him. Something about him greatly intrigued her.
Marco understood that this might get a little too personal for him, so the wolverine would trot off into the forest to find something fun to consume his time.
