Skeletons and Hexes

Her luxurious tones urged the male even further. His yearning and need grew with each horrible moment, his heart thrumming in his warm chest. The sun had completely fallen and the moon watched their hellish dance. Their scents mingled just with the mild contact and how close their delicious bodies were. Alabaster fur mixed with beautiful brown, they were two demi-gods ready to reign hell upon this earth. Hannibal's need for dominance was as abrasive as ever. A black and white tail was completely erect and his hackles raised in a devilish threat. Yet, even with his putrid display the temptress still had him twirled around her claw. Since inhabiting these lands the male hadn't had a taste of femme pleasure. Only the night with his beloved Spider, but there was a desire ridden portion of this lustful male that wished to experience everything his new life had to offer. Thus, as this heated minx stood before him the only thoughts that encompassed his mind were of the delights they could endure.

As he closed the distance between their radiating forms the female was so daring to rest a lithe paw against his shoulder. The physical contact tingled and warmth resounded within his bones. Hannibal let forth a husky growl as his eyes dared to move towards her own, speaking through his smirk. "I will feel them, my nymph." Her tongue trailed up his cheek bone, stinging his pink skin with the moist contact. His breathing got heavier as he leaned into her venomous touch. "Tell me who you are.." Hannibal wished to know the name of the Wolfess he was going to spend his night with.

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