Night Stalker
08-25-2013, 06:58 AM
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alone; a solitary, female predator?lush curves and toned porcelain flesh, her lithe bodice, seething; twisting, in its arachnid grace and sensuous power as she moved towards the opposing men. it were wanderlust, wanderlust and infinite hunger, that accompanied Renesme in her wild, esoteric affairs. she moved beneath the brisk chill of the night, the moons light rippling along the contours of her spine ever so slight; as it would hungrily slide along her hips, tracing her slender legs in a shiver of promiscuous delight. her silhouette, glistening beneath the blackening darkness in its sultry endeavour; like a veil, caressing her curves in a mysterious glow. her eyes were hollow, soothing; void of empathy; soft, obsidian lashes fluttering above her smooth cheekbones, as she soaked in the immense scenery. Before finally standing slightly behind her king, amused with how the opposing male was so very confidant. Speech Thought Others |