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Siren <3



You're not feeling so well...

Siren

Loner

Master Healer (250)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Professor Professor

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
774
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
314
player
KatG6

The Ooze Participant
02-21-2022, 08:01 PM
Dalila quickly tried to dispel her critique of herself with a shake of her head. Siren gazed up at her love as she told her everything happened at the exact right time. Siren took comfort in her words, maybe dal wouldn’t have accepted her Klein name any day before now. Siren still felt bad that she hadn’t thought to join herself to Dal in ways that were deeper than their physical manifestation of love. Dalila’s paws held her cheeks as their lips brushed against one another. None of their flaws could ever overpower the love they created. They had seen a world without the other and neither could stand it. They understood each other better than ever before. And despite their ups and downs their relationship was stronger now than ever.

Then Dal leaned forward again and poured all of her passionate feelings into their kiss. Siren’s dual toned eyes blinked closed as she let Dal guide her, taking her paw she led her down a familiar path. Siren gasped lightly into Dalila’s lips as her claws trailed through long silky fur to caress the skin beneath. She pulled her closer, and Siren felt waves of flickering fire race over her skin emanating from where their bellies touched. Siren fell deeply into that kiss, allowing Dal’s love to wash over her as she returned the affection. She mirrored the deep passion that Dal wrapped in their kiss before she finally pulled away with a mischievous grin playing on her features.

Siren’s tin paw brushed Dal’s cheek before she leaned in again and began peppering kisses down her delicate features and over her neck. Taking her time as she savored the soft fur beneath her jaw. Soft hums of pleasure bubbled from Siren’s lips as Dal kissed her as she rolled her body so she was laying on her back. A grin formed on her features as Dalila stood over her, fearless to take what Siren willingly offered to her sweet lover.

She became putty in Dalila’s paws. She squirmed slowly beneath her touch as Dal teased her, winding that inner coil and igniting flames of desire. Her heart beat against her chest and her breaths were stolen by Dalila's fiery kisses. "Dalila,” she cried her name as the woman’s teeth grazed her belly. Siren needed her, she needed more of her. Tiny paws reached and grabbed for Dal, she needed her closer, she needed all of her.

"Speech"