Skeletons and Hexes

Husked and heavy, the ripe essence of testosterone is her signal; embracing, wrapping around her, the masculine cologne, a potent indicator that draws violet-lensed attention from heat and hunger to instead focus upon the beast that so clearly desired her, to dominate her, consume and inhale. This brutes words, they hummed, deeo baritones, potent in their strenght that resonated darkly, heavy in the sweet recesses of the egyptian temptress mind. convoluted. His smell, it clung to her in the way the rain might. Their chest collided together, thread upon thread mixed together until you could no longer tell whos was whos. It had seeped into the fleece of her coat; it was probably stained permanently. Like dye would; to keep, to remember, to hold. To resent fore this brute has done something to her. It was an extra burden of weight. Her womb and chest tightened, constricted the swaying of movement. The heat seemed to radiate, permeating the closeness between them. A smirk painted her beautiful, exotic visage, tugging at her full, ebon lips; one that would have the Devil run with inferioriy, casting shame upon the Devil with their own initiative. The vampiric succubus knew then, the moment he inquired of her name, that she had him wrapped around her claw. You better fuck even better than you look, handsome. she purred into his ear, teasing the fine hair threads; attempting to send shivers down one spine. If successful she shall retreat softly, gracefuly; rotating her reptilian bodice and caressing his broad chest with her elongated, bushy tail. A small gesture, one meant to mock, to send heat and warmth like a volcano. One meant to blow him mind apart. Trust me, you should not want it if it is that easy. Good things come to those who wait. she hissed sensualy, sexuality emmaning through every pore as the pheromones increased. Sway hips, a tango, a delicacy, a lachivious dance meant for his eyes only, meant to keep one busy. Find me again and I shall tell you. she purred, practically purred the words, her chest resonated,vibrated, raising and falling with each heavy inhale; memorizing his scent, his individual cologne, masculine, powerful and so so deliciously dominant.
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