the devil called, he wants his hoes back

A grin stained her lips as she watched him jolt at the sudden realization of her presence. Vaella remained still and poised as those sharp blue eyes tracked his dark form. As he smoothly made his way out of the water she took that time to take him in. Her gaze shamelessly raked across his sturdy yet tall frame before landing on his own icy eyes. Those accented tones filled her ears, confirming her initial assumption. Vaella knew the male was speaking the truth, she could feel something dark radiating from him. The elegance of his movements and the silver leaking from his words. She had an icy devil on her paws and that excited her to say the least.

After a good shake of his fur the demon slithered her way. Suddenly she was hyper aware of how close he was and heat flooded to her cheeks. Though, she did not allow these nerves to show, for now. As those eyes took her in that grin seemed to deepen into a smirk. Vaella admittedly enjoyed the attention but she would not be so easily tempted. This male was handsome and his voice did wonders, but who was he? - This was promptly answered with an introduction followed by an inquiry. "Vaella Velennis." Sultry tones slipped from her lips as those lashes fluttered gently. Sharp eyes connected with his own as it was her turn to ask a question. "Are you alone, Grïmmjow?" She wanted to draw information from the devil before allowing herself to get wrapped in his web.

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