From the Thrift Shop Down the Road
09-14-2013, 06:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-14-2013, 06:28 PM by Isardis.)
isardis
She would drop her forequarters voluntarily, elegantly sinking to the earth beneath her, though choosing to remain partially upright; hips tauntingly swaying amidst the atmosphere. The King would chuckle, pleased by her submissive efforts, coral snout reaching for the top of the woman?s fiery skull as incisors would attempt to groom dotingly at tender skin. She would be rewarded for her will to comply, pleasured dully by the king as she seemed to so crave. Though lust still pounded his veins, unable to be quenched by such amateur flirting. Standing over her shoulders would be hardly satisfying enough, as he would gracefully disconnect from her body, only to stalk to her behind; chest pressing at her tail as a low growl would echo his throat, shaking his voice box as jaws would aim to scrape along her rump, ?What do you want, ember?? |
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