Defiers of Fate
08-15-2013, 02:06 AM
He was certainly no fun at all. Nothing like the clients she was used to handling. Damn this new land and its inhabitants. Maybe she would have more luck finding a doll to play with. Perhaps they would be much more inviting that this grouch here. He held her tail firmly in his grasp, though not enough to damage it, a growl rumbling in his chest as it transferred through the appendage, vibrating up through her core, sending spasms of lust through her body. A grumpy old man and yet a tease. How nice. He tugged on her tail, just a bit too rough for her liking and the siren flashed her pearly daggers at her, creamy lined ears falling flat against her skull as he told her to follow him, leading her to the shallows. So clearly he wasn't into having fun. Well this was clearly not going to go well. She should've walked away when she had the chance. Pulling her tail away from his grasp, folding it back over her hips, Aspasia padded in his direction, ivory and ebony paws breaching the surface of the chilled water, goosebumps rippling across her skin as she moved towards Bane, slapping him purposefully across the muzzle with her tail as she positioned herself before him, her luxurious tail flipped out of the way to reveal her sweet spot, now ready to get this over with as much as him. -fade- Speech Thought Others |