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interior design is my passion

Absinth



Yarrabelle

The Syndicate
Ghazi

Expert Fighter (225)

Beginner Intellectual (0)

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
42
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
103
player
MalBelle
10-27-2023, 11:06 PM

a groan escapes Yarra’s mouth, practically melting beneath the oral ministrations of this witch as she licks a sensual path up her throat. electricity and heat crackle through her everywhere the woman touches, and it’s enough to drive her wild with desire, thrashing beneath her opponent with shameless lust. “you…are the devil, woman.” it’s a prayer, a hymn, a sermon to those spellbinding green eyes and that wicked tongue. the bite of teeth at her throat draws a low hiss, and Yarra relishes it, the pleasurepain radiating down her spine and setting every hair on her pelt alight with sensitivity. she makes a low noise as their lips finally meet, not quite a growl but something like it, and bites down hard on her opponent’s bottom lip, drawing blood to the surface. blood spills across her tongue like ichor, rich and tangy with the taste of iron - nectar of the gods. as the woman disengages, Yarra drags her tongue across her own lips, chasing the remnants of their union. a grin spills across her face, loose and half-drunk, and for a moment she simply stares up at the sky with that dopey, fanged grin.

finally she pulls herself to her feet, shaking a leaf from her fur and smoothing her pelt down with a paw. that lustful haze still clings to her mind, leaving her hot and bothered and vaguely unsatisfied - but it’s so fucking good, too, so deliciously not enough that she longs to sink her teeth into something. preferably the woman before her. “Absinth.” the name trips from her mouth like honey, rounds her mouth at the beginning and leaves her tongue between her teeth at the end. “how fitting,” she purrs, quirking a suggestive brow. “i think i can still feel you working through me.” the symptoms of her namesake are similar to the symptoms induced by the woman herself, after all; blurred vision, slow thoughts, slurred speech.

“Yarrabelle Saxe,” Yarra supplies, dipping her head in a faux bow. she flashes a grin, and it’s all teeth. “pleased to make your acquaintance.”

"Speech"




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