Magic Game
01-04-2016, 03:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-04-2016, 03:20 PM by Lillianna.)
He'd lean even further, whispering words that sent her mind far, far from logical thoughts. She couldn't resist, nor stop, the helpless shudder of arousal. Her breath near stopped, she'd lean forward ever so slowly, green eyes like fire, focused his face. She'd try to nip, ever so softly, at the white spot on his muzzle below his scar. "Maybe if you convinced me," she would whisper, ever so softly in his ear. Dimly, a faint part of her mind was flailing, shouting what are you doing, but Lillianna wasn't listening. No, she was gone - gone far in this haze of desire that sought to overtake her... that succeeded in doing so. Her thoughts instead were on wanting to know how he'd.... convince her, a tingling sensation spreading at the thought of receiving the same sort of nips she just gave.
"Speech" "Farrym"
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.