STAR LIGHT, STAR BRIGHT
07-01-2013, 08:21 PM
He rolled her name off his tongue, tasting it. She did not mind, although she hadn?t returned the favor. Instead she observed him, watching the way he moved, noticing the way each muscle stepped. He did not seem a danger to her, but even if he was she would have been entertained. Lately life had been dull for the woman, and thus she found it appropriate to tease, to play around. ?I am most glad that I can give you such pleasure,? she purred, the words a sultry hiss upon her tainted lips. Her jaws dripped temptation like honey, hopefully luring everyone to her. She did not move as he circled her, letting his pelt press into hers, minding not at all the proximity. She repressed the memories of her last intimate encounter; the rough grabs, the hopelessness, the panic. No, she would not let those memories resurge, even though the wounds on the back of her neck were relatively fresh. He spoke of death and destruction, and the harlot let out a soft chuckle. ?Why of course, my dear. You have never met me before, after all,? she spoke in a sultry whisper after he stood before her, hoping for her lips to press close to his ear. Listen to all the pretty things I say. She let his eyes rove over her frame, lavishing in the attention, adoring it. Medusa was a woman who appreciated attention, after all, no matter what form it came it. Well, most of the time. ?Do you see something you like?? she inquired, feigning innocence as she tilted her head, knowing full well why a male might be looking over her frame. Oh, she would let him see, and perhaps she would let him taste. It depended on if he played his cards right, and what sort of mood he managed to provoke her into. |