Tell Me a Secret

Fel had gotten off once this evening. For some, once would have been enough. For the obsidian and silver woman, it most certainly was not. As She'd thought again and again... it had been a while. Already she'd had her way with a woman on the black sands of the beach, now the little serpent was on the hunt for a bit of man flesh. Suddenly she remembered the virgin that she was promised thigh, with the way that this party was going, she doubted that he was a virgin anymore.

Moving back into the main congregation, Fel plucked a bottle of wine from a cart and used it to swish and clean the taste of the woman from her mouth. She spat the liquid into the sand before scanning the crowd. Perhaps he was still busy with whomever had beat her to the punch. Ah, but then there he was in all of his big, slate colored glory.

Capping the wine bottle, the small, slender woman moved towards the man with purpose. As she neared, Fel gave a little fake pout. She could smell sex on him. Oh well. "Looks like what was promised be has been stolen." A mischievous glint entered the womans claret gaze. She edged closer, sliding her side along his as she did a full circle of his large frame. Silken tones poured forth in a whisper as her maw neared his ear. "Perhaps you'd like to make up for that bit of thievery."