every rose has its thorn
07-16-2021, 09:42 AM
The caramel furred angel corrected him, stating that she was a mere mortal. Oxx's dark eyes widened momentarily. "A woman so fair could never be a 'mere' anything. Touched by gods, I'm most certain." She was a living, breathing dream. Every moment that he stared at her was a gift. The woman was perfection. Every out of place wisp of golden fur, every shy glance of her mismatched eyes, the heat that tinged her pink flesh darker... It was all so very perfect. She thanked him for the compliments and questioned what she might do to please him and... the spirits? The gears began to turn and Oxx decided to play into what he believed the woman was getting at. "Let us touch you, fair lady. Let us know that you are real and not some glorious figment of our imagination." On his belly, Oxx crept a little closer. His eyes never left her beautiful face. Though he had been caught off guard and struck low by this lovely fae's beauty, Oxx's inner machinations were already putting together a plan. If she gave further indication that she did indeed believe that he was not a mortal, he would play into it until his last breath. He would give her a name that he had heard in stories from his mother when he was a child. He would become whatever water god this breath taking beauty needed. He would play into her beliefs and, in the end, he would claim her as his. "Speech" |
Oxx is insanely mature and is prone to
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.
violence,
sexual acts
and degradation of women.
Please don't read his threads.
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