You Want To See How Deep The Bullet Lies

She would give into him willingly, the heats of their bodies intertwined she would never forget. She would remain silent to his words, feeling no need to reject or accept them. She would just let it go, let their desires get what they wanted. It wasn't only him or only her, it was both of them. And they both needed it.

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Walking back to his den close to his side, Aranea leaned into him every few steps or so. A slight smile to her maw though probably not a big enough one as hoped for. She stopped at his throne, the jagged rocks of protection covering the entrance. She would only turn to look at him, a glitter in her eye as she wanted him to want her to stay. But she couldn't ask. No one could know after all...

She would just stand there until he said something. She didn't want to leave but she would do what he asked. That didn't mean she wouldn't go back and sulk in her own den of course.