Of Demons and Darkness

What an interesting man. And a very beautiful creature. He was a perfect being. A marvel. An object to play with until his attentions started to wander again. This prize that would be his, and Greed was sure that it would be, danced a bit, giving him a very pleasurable view of the hard muscles under a furry coat. Burning gold and beaten steel roved over the landscape painted there, every mountain and valley. The orbs moved back to the face too soon though. He wouldn't show just how much he desired this wolf until it was right. When he was certain that he had him for a night full of pleasures.



"you seem an educated man. Perhaps you could educate me?"



The words followed a subtle clack of the other's jaws. Almost as if he were annoyed about something. He did not follow the thought to find out what the slight snapping of this Finjarg meant. There was a nasty little invitation, if he was interpreting it right, that made pleasant shiver make his quiet heart stumble just a bit. A sly, amused, smile curled his lips before he drifted a step closer to this beautiful creature. His muzzle moved to where his ear should be before he murmured in a silky smooth voice, sprinkled with a bit of desire and amusement, "Hmm, I'm sure that I could, but what should I teach you, Dear?"Maybe the pleasure he could offer. With a bit of pain thrown in if this creature wanted that.



I speak I think I hear