It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

*Kristoffer* · 10-18-2013, 03:19 PM

His figure was shown moving closer and closer. His form was large due to his natural muscles. He was packed with rich muscles by default. He assumed he got the form from his fathers side of the family. The Armada. He firmly believed his name meant everything. He was superior, royalty, the supreme being. His silver eyes stared at the delicate form before him. His core was heated in delight. Oh how he loved the nimble ones. She was a delight, a gem. Kristoffer watched as her attention was quickly shifted to him. He let forth a cocky chuckle. Her emotions defeated her, she looked horribly shocked.

As he waited for an answer he yawned softly. His eyes roamed her body but then sultry tones were emitted. She turned from delicate to confident in a matter of moments. She really was a Goddess, but such a bitch would not defeat the man. Kris was talented with his vocals and he knew it. "Mmmm, I merely offer you my company. Is that not enough for you my flower? Or do you require more?" He was blunt, he did not require to give her anything. She was lucky to have his attention. He was a wanted man. He grinned, his eyes were charming as ever. "Does this little pearl have a name?"

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