ANIMAL ATTRACTION
08-05-2013, 05:51 PM
He would arrive and she would grin, rising to her feet and doing her best to contain herself. She hadn?t spoken to Deteste of her proposition, but she knew he knew. Laxago would not keep quiet about such a thing, at least so far as the Madame saw. Lust ravaged her body; she was used to feigning such things, feeling them in a sense, but not being controlled by her emotions in such a way. She felt out of control, and yet she didn?t wish to display it. She restrained herself, looking upon Deteste like he was a cup of water and she were dying of dehydration in a vast desert of desolate heat. She thirsted for him, thirsted to carry his young within her, although ordinarily the thought would disgust her.
He spoke of conditions, and she would nod, supposing that it was only fair. ?I cannot abide by that which I do not know,? she spoke, inviting him to list the conditions he desired her to obey. Medusa did not know if she would actually obey them or not; if he asked too much she would agree for the purposes of getting what she wanted. After all, she held no honor. And yet she did not jump to the conclusion that deception was necessary, because she did not know if the man would ask too much of her. He knew her, knew what she was capable of, and he would realize what she would do and would not do.