What is it you truly want?

♚ÉREBOS DUNAMIS

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could it be that Érebos dunamis met his match? a woman who seemingly failed to be swayed by emotion herself..? well then, she certainly stood out against the heathens he's bedded in the past. surpassing the nature of his own rather egoistically sensitive wife. yet the very mistake Eudora made was underestimating him. or was she simply didn't care? he pondered then what course of action would really leave a mark on her. she was playful, suave and catty. a brat who treaded to close to the fire. then fine, she will have it.

he acted with swift movements, coming to suddenly rise in an attempt to rain down his huge body on top of her own- fangs bared and snout puckered as he attempted to stand above her lithe frame with swollen biceps caving her in. he then released a symphony of dangerous snarls and growls, his body erect with adrenaline. he aimed to place his maw to her left ear, whispering a poisonous promise just for her to hear. "κάτι μου λέει ότι θα είσαι μια υπέροχη πόρνη όταν σου λέω να είσαι(something tells me you'll be a wonderful whore when I tell you to be)." glistening salvia dripped slowly from his cavernous mouth, snout flaring as he stood tall, towering above with large paws that gripped deeply into the earth. "Δεν χρειάζεται καν να σε αναγκάσω(I don't even have to force you)." he hissed, his words spitting past the bars of his ivory teeth.

he would not move unless she made him- if she dared to. it would be here her defiance ended one way or another.


Speech ─ Think