New Glaciem Meeting!
Her self-destruction mirrored in the lust, the primal voracity that smoldered malignantly within her cruel, and seductive gaze towards the angel with such a graceful approach. She accepts her suffering, basking in the torment, the inexplicable, rancid pain, she would start a new here, swiping the past behind, her genes would carry on the many years of success. Feeling her heart lose its fragile mortality; shedding its sweet, humane bereavement in lieu of the bloodthirsty and the divine. Apathetic and merciless, she were disassociated with her surroundings to only pin point onto one thing. her eyes swallowing miles of unrelenting blackness of the shadows before cascading the gaze back over to the seductive brute. its shadowed vestige, tangling as fists woven into the wet tendrils of her soft, silken hair. The smoothness of her figure, lush and glossing, hugged by suffocating walls of thick darkness. before finally she draws forward, seethes in a bewitching and elegant gesture; leaving her Position, with a feral hiss.
His question lingered, lingered to the very mind. Teasing it so easily with the gruff tones, it wasn't a question at all, just a charm to add onto his illusive effect, Renesme was his and his alone. Inches from the soothing flesh, cool to touch yet a killer to detach from, he would remain as if it where the end of a performance. With a flutter to the thick lashes the gaze would frolic over to the other women, such personality's already growing from there soul, how 'pleasant' to watch. It would be a lie to say she got on well with women, because well.. she didn't. But a change would be good for not only Renesme, but for us all. Like a veil the single brute would sweep from woman to woman, enjoying the attention all to well. All of thm think they have a chance to claim the poisoned heart, Even the masked woman. but in all reality, who would? Who was that lucky female that wouldn't be used as a toy of many more.
"Isardis..." the word would escape the blood kissed lips with a passion, the whisper such a tease to the ears. Trapped inside of a cage would Renesme work around it, to persuade and seduce, we where his and that's how it would remain. Such lust overpowers such a feminine build, she wanted to engulf him whole right then and there, but who didn't?
Pepper, Irin, Narsha, Levada, Euphrosyne, Eris. All worthy of a claim, yet one wanted to so hungrily rule it even remained stored into her orbs. With a sweep to the ivory tail the light weight would press against the haunches, turning her delicate crown to the side listening to the responses with a curiosity spiralling over the slender build.
OOC: Sorry for mistakes or confusions, im tired and ive got to go<3
i know you will, i know you will, i know you will !