Walk on Water
09-27-2013, 03:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-27-2013, 03:28 PM by Liberty.)
Her lips would crease into a smile as Azalea laughed, and she too giggled a bit. Boys were tempting, sometimes she wondered if they had been sent to drag girls down from their goals. Her eyes would not move as they made eye contact. Her mother had always taught her that eye contact was key in a conversation, so she tried to keep it as much as possible with anyone. She enjoyed watching emotions changed in their eyes. Azalea would turn her head, giving Liberty only a profile to look at, so she too would turn to take in the scenery around them. Hopefully no one was around listening, but the two were about to spill some dirty secrets. Azalea started to speak, and Liberty listened. She nodded her head slowly so that if she was looking at her she would know she was listening, then she spoke. "I haven't met anyone from Glaciem yet besides Isardis, but I hope none of them are like him. I have seen Sarak before, isn't he a bit older?" She would ask before she continued. "I like older men as opposed to boys our age. They aren't experienced enough." She would say with a flick of her tail. She was debating on telling Azalea her story about the night in the cavern. Might as well. "I too had a night with a man. It was amazing to say the least. It was right after Isardis had come for me, I made a decision to dirty myself before he got a chance to do it. So I went into these caverns, and there was this man... I never actually saw him, it was too dark to see. It felt like a dream to me, but I know it was real. The pain reminded me it was real." She would say, her tongue peaking out to caress her lips. She was a kinky woman, cursed with the temptation of her mother and the determination of her father. She was starting to realize she liked pain. "I'm not as good as everyone thinks I should be... thinks I have to be." Her head would turn back toward Azalea, eyes urging to meet her gaze. She knew exactly how that felt, she too had high expectations that her mother had placed on her. "Me neither." She would say simply, but it was all she needed to say. She was supposed to become the beta someday, and Azalea the heir. She knew how it felt to have that weight on her shoulders. "Speech" |
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