she always tries, truth or lie

N/A · 10-16-2013, 08:09 PM

He would again mimic her posture, tilting his skull as he lay, gazing upon her with almost as much implication and suggestion as Paradise seemed to do so to him. Continuously a cherry-pink tongue would lap at bloodied jowls, throat swallowing down any proposition of flavour as she would remain silent for a few moments, distracted by the satisfaction of her swollen stomach. ?I did, thank you for asking,? she paused for a moment, raising a paw as she considered cleansing it of its blood-stains, ?However I would feel much better if you would eat also, surely you are hungry?? with bloodied paw raised she would sit by him, toes pointed almost as if she had purposely placed the limb there to look even more feminine than would seem to come so naturally. Ivory-kissed towers flickering backwards and forwards as she waited for his response, not willing to drop the pressure of her luminous gaze until he gave in to her requests.

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