And when you kiss me goodnight

He would watch with growing pride as his brood would remain coiled, ever-relaxed beneath his brilliance as her heavy lashes would seem to flutter with charm. She would take her time responding, allowing the albino to hover in silence, muscles quivering with thrill as she would so effortlessly entice him with her body. Alas, she would witfully avoid Her King?s questions, a spark of defiance igniting weakly behind her emerald eyes as he would breathe heavily; perhaps encouraged by her difficulty, by her willingness to toy. ?The reflection of the moon, as she so faultlessly touches the slopes of your hips, little dove,? right to business, he would chuckle weakly, ?I wonder so, if she would disapprove of interference.?

A false seducer my nature, the man would sway, though as the temptress would lift herself; it would quickly become celebrated that she bore far more talent for such kitten-like swerve than he. She would hover closer, and he would attempt to close the distance between them, an effortless stride bringing his colossal form to her shoulder, where an unsuspectingly firm attempt at contact would butt towards her slopes. Though she would speak again, lips tweaking with amusement as the temptress would morph to the figure of a concerned mother, and so effortlessly. ?Ah, the beauty is a mother; what a shame to know you have been spoiled by another?s unworthy seed,? he would leer tauntingly before refocusing, ?If he serves Glaciem well, I will treat him well. Fair, no??