I SING THE BODY ELECTRIC
07-09-2013, 08:58 PM
The midnight fiend would stretch beneath her skin, a fizzing of pleasure seeming to effervesce from ebony pores as Eos made her occurrence accredited. The ladies personality would begin to twist and contort, salmon tongue lashing forth with irrefutable tease, vocals dripping with play. Russet ears would begin to roll, stretching the leather of feminine fa?ade athwart, a scrutinizing gaze unfolding in acknowledgement to her companies words. Puerile comments would go without response, shoulder sinew twitching with half-hearted distaste, standing in imposing silence as she would linger for the snide vixen to rejoin prior matters. Playoffs were not something that tickled the youth?s interest, lack of humour and inflexible moral-fibre to guilt.
Nattily, the ebony familiar would give in to her glowing nature, jaw-joint rolling as she would expose the reality behind her emergence. Eos had been proven accurate, and the twisting fae that presented her wounded self before the novel queen had come upon battle-victory. Good for her. Though alas, the teasing would continue; sarcastic lyrics seeming to float free with effortless fervour. Again, no response would be required. The alpha would soon learn that such a proud tongue would go unnoticed in the company of her ?neighbour?. ?Did you come purely to play your games of moral insignificance, or have you a purpose?? tail would fan with intolerance behind tall hinds, ?I have no interest in being your disposable pastime.?