children of war
10-01-2013, 08:41 PM
isardis
Amidst the trees she would loiter within the hidden walls of several boulders, the thumping of her quarters against stone would be enough for the sharp King to guide himself towards her; muscles ticking with the thrill of her heat, nostrils eagerly devouring her scent as ruby gaze would feed from the pretty vixen?s seeping hatred. ?Ah, there she is,? he chuckled weakly, waltzing closer to her confines, stopping barely two meters from her alluring form, ?Don?t fight it darling, you will discover to enjoy it?s hold upon you, my hold upon you. And if you do not, you will soon learn to, aggression only excites me more so.? Quietly he would hope for some kind of retaliation as he took another step closer, salmon tongue lashing at pale lips as he would come to pause barely few feet from her touch, testing. |