From the Thrift Shop Down the Road
08-08-2013, 09:56 PM
isardis
The red woman would squeeze from her den with notable poise, her slender curves hugging the entrance as she would elegantly wiggle free, the snowed angel studying with lavished consciousness. She would be quick to address him, hovering by her new home with evidential purpose, confidence exuded so willingly from her pores. The ghoul would continue to sway towards her, elegantly waltzing; blithe character so perfectly intertwined with intention. ?Ah, there she is,? lips would twitch conceitedly, bringing his lithe chassis to her side, suspended so close to her direct contact. ?Humble? Hardly,? a bubble of pleasure would fray from coral jaws. ?I did not fancy you my Brood for your humbleness my darling, but your lustre. This kingdom deserves nothing less.? ooc/ sorry it's so short! <3 |
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