Defiers of Fate

N/A · 08-15-2013, 01:05 AM

This man, Bane, did too much talking and she didn't like it. Most guys were pretty direct when they saw what she offering up, preferring to skirt the formalities and idle chit chat and get straight to business. Bane seemed to want to take his time with her and it was beginning to irk the tri-colored siren. Lust was pounding through her veins, crooning its familiar song and she was hungry for a good fuck. Bane was the first male she'd come across and she was willing offering herself to him and yet he was lying there like a damn fool preferring to talk rather than get things going. I can obviously see that you want something more than company, you want something only a male can bring you. Satisfy your itch. So tell me how are the other females in your little group? So he was familiar with her kind. I belong to no group darling. I work solo.

Even with her flirtatious and suggestive behavior, it was doing nothing to attract Bane's attention and stir him from his position. Irritation flickered in the depths of the dark emeralds, yet the seductive smile stayed splayed across her inky lips as she circled Bane, trying to entice him to join her. So Aspasia, where would you have me? On the beach... in the shallows... amongst the dunes... or the shoreside forest? Clearly she was getting to him, or else he wouldn't have reached out to snatch her tail. She gasped, just a hint of a moan teasing her lyrics as she spoke. Feisty now are we. I'll have you wherever your heart desires honey. She purred, tri-colored body coming to a halt with the grasp to her tail, waiting to see what he would do next.

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