WASTED NIGHTS

holy tits on a stick, thank you muse ♥



The heated breath that cascaded from her counterpart's lips would grow jagged at her lingering touch and the phantom queen would surpass the urge to succumb to a triumphant chuckle, instead allowing her mass to shift towards her haunches as she seated herself, poised, before the lustful creature. The knowing smirk would refuse to budge from its placement upon her countenance even as his gruff vocalizations tainted the heated atmosphere, fueling her with further desire at his vows to soothe the pain that wracked her. Her insecurities would cause the viper to believe the seductive words that graced her ears, but her stubborn position would not waver, and still she would be intent upon forcing him to work for what he so desired.


Noticeably, the babe would take a moment's pause to consider his words although she had no intention of rejecting the offer, allowing the tip of her tail to flick against the earth adjacent to her coiled left hindlimb, digits tapping one by one to accompany and strengthen the hesitant action. Once she was certain she had allowed enough time to pass to build the suspense she only predicted had been created within the hellhound, the front of her body would lean closer towards his, her muzzle outstretching but a few inches before his own. "Convince me," the wraith growled, inviting the pallid brute to connect flesh with flesh to further intensify her wanton desire before sealing the deal entirely.

"speech"