lavish luxurious love
belle and dae
03-14-2020, 04:20 PM
She was quick to draw Hannibal’s eyes and her own purple orbs flashed with affection as she closed the distance between them. His hungry gaze was welcomed before her attentions were given over to the dainty she wolf her love plucked from the wilds just for her. She grinned as lavender eyes looked her gift over and excitement fluttered in her belly. She had been searching for someone to take up the position Zee once held, would this woman be able to fill those duties?
”Daedra…” Her voice uttered softly as Hannibal introduced her to the young woman. She possessed a striking ink black coat and a shapely form for her age. She was well spoken as well, her head dipped into a bow as her loyal words slipped from dark lips. The Empress grinned, her eyes growing bright as she gave Hannibal a quick appreciative glance and returned her attention to her gift.
The Klein goddess took a couple steps closer to the new handmaiden to get a better look at her. She was mostly healthy, and clean. Her fur as asoft as her actions and Deathbelle felt instantly drawn to her. ”Good.” She whispered as her features neared the slave. ”Tidy up in here,” she commanded softly before returning to Hannibal’s side. ”When you’re done I would like a bath.”
Work had started on the royal washroom, the mountain that held the palace also had a natural freshwater spring within. The perfect place for a spa. Deathbelle grinned and offered Hannibal subtle affections as the girl worked. ”Thank you, my love.” She offered to his tattered ear as she teased it with a kiss. ”She seems perfect.”
”Daedra…” Her voice uttered softly as Hannibal introduced her to the young woman. She possessed a striking ink black coat and a shapely form for her age. She was well spoken as well, her head dipped into a bow as her loyal words slipped from dark lips. The Empress grinned, her eyes growing bright as she gave Hannibal a quick appreciative glance and returned her attention to her gift.
The Klein goddess took a couple steps closer to the new handmaiden to get a better look at her. She was mostly healthy, and clean. Her fur as asoft as her actions and Deathbelle felt instantly drawn to her. ”Good.” She whispered as her features neared the slave. ”Tidy up in here,” she commanded softly before returning to Hannibal’s side. ”When you’re done I would like a bath.”
Work had started on the royal washroom, the mountain that held the palace also had a natural freshwater spring within. The perfect place for a spa. Deathbelle grinned and offered Hannibal subtle affections as the girl worked. ”Thank you, my love.” She offered to his tattered ear as she teased it with a kiss. ”She seems perfect.”
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.