in the dark

Duchess hummed as he introduced himself, not letting her eyes leave his face as he spoke. He too viewed down at her lips as she did, and she had assumed they had the same thing on their minds, it was obvious. "Duchess." She spoke in a slow tone, she couldn't really care of his name or who he was, clearly she had other things on her mind from the get go.

Her head tilted slightly as she went to peer down at his illuminated chest before carefully reaching out a paw to place there along the front of his shoulder. "Are we going to keep messing around or cut to the chase?" Her gaze back at him was daring, but he could be assured that she wouldn't let him off so quickly either. She was one for a fling to move on from, but not so much to get it over with. She wanted to feel beautiful and desired, she hoped she could drive this from the stranger, or really any stranger. The wound was deeper than he could have known, though it seemed there was no sign of the real hurt she felt and the need of wanting him to want her. But she needed more than that. She was the cause of her own destruction.

"Duchess"