SENDING SHIVERS RIGHT DOWN YOUR SPINE
12-07-2013, 11:07 PM
The dual pigmented mutt was persistent as a tick, and it was getting extremely annoying. His voice grated at her auds incessantly, begging so thoroughly for her affections. While she was enjoying the inner turmoil she was causing the canine, but at the same time she desperately wished he would leave her the hell alone. A deep inhale would fill her body, forcing her ribs to swell and push her shoulders upwards. Slowly would the same breath escape her lungs, as she attempted to renew her patience. Somehow killing the pitiful creature would not be as pleasurable as leaving him drowning in lust.
"I am no queen, but you are vermin."
She growled, lidding her acidic pools calmly. Massive paws would flex and grind her claws into the stone, before sheathing the daggers once more. Laying herself down, the tawny beast rested her elbows on the edge of the wall and let her paws hang in the air, her entire body showing only relaxation.
"Your flattery is becoming a mere annoyance, mutt."
Was her only reply, long tail flicking a few times to illustrate her point. She was long past regretting her decision to come to the wall, she was coming close to wishing she had never arrived in these lands. His desires were strictly 'to please' he insisted, and a chuckle escaped her lips. There was nothing joyful about that laugh, it was dry and hard, meant only to poke fun at the grovelling idiot. She continued to look down upon the canid, increasingly aggravated by the speech escaping the dog's jaws.
"The pleasure you seek is only your own."
She growled, her features written clearly as day with the expression of boredom. She was not a mere kitten, to be fooled by grovelling. Neither would she deign to offer her wondrous body to such an inferior.
"I am no queen, but you are vermin."
She growled, lidding her acidic pools calmly. Massive paws would flex and grind her claws into the stone, before sheathing the daggers once more. Laying herself down, the tawny beast rested her elbows on the edge of the wall and let her paws hang in the air, her entire body showing only relaxation.
"Your flattery is becoming a mere annoyance, mutt."
Was her only reply, long tail flicking a few times to illustrate her point. She was long past regretting her decision to come to the wall, she was coming close to wishing she had never arrived in these lands. His desires were strictly 'to please' he insisted, and a chuckle escaped her lips. There was nothing joyful about that laugh, it was dry and hard, meant only to poke fun at the grovelling idiot. She continued to look down upon the canid, increasingly aggravated by the speech escaping the dog's jaws.
"The pleasure you seek is only your own."
She growled, her features written clearly as day with the expression of boredom. She was not a mere kitten, to be fooled by grovelling. Neither would she deign to offer her wondrous body to such an inferior.