I'M WITH YOU
08-18-2013, 11:37 PM
Her gaze would crawl, though somewhat reluctantly, seeking the whirling depths of his own ruby spheres. A burning sense of rebelliousness would twirl vigorously about her pupils, she felt no fear beneath his presence, though there was no denying she were drawn to him; as her gradual weight shift would so boldly suggest. He sought the powerful natures of demoness? to engorge his higher ranks, though this little russet was but a Curer, how did he feel about her might with such a feeble title? Hell, it could only make him proud, feed his self-worth. His kingdom was not for the weak, and although Isardis bathed beneath the reminders of his supremacy, he was still able to appreciate the woman?s mental vigor. Her voice would usher forth with caution, though boldness still mingling her syllables. A light chuckle rolled pale lips, ?I would hope for nothing less, the health of our kingdom rests upon your shoulders, little Curer,? she would lean for his touch, and simultaneously incisors would bare, searching for her skin, attempting to groom the woman whilst still suggesting mild dominance, ?And a great kingdom, it will become.? |