PERFECT INSANITY
01-12-2014, 11:18 PM
The woman cautiously accepted her offer, moving with an easy grace that spoke of an upbringing the sultry shadow could only have dreamt of. However the dame sat in front of her, as if this was a confrontation, an interrogation. The lady was smooth and civil, off setting her earlier compliment by announcing that her eternal grinner must be content with her oceanic orbs. A soft chuckle escaped the sensual demoness' dark lips, acknowledging the half assed kind remark. When the lady inquired as to her title, the ebony bitch pondered it a moment. Should she lie? Or give her real name? Let's humor this one, she seems to deem herself worthy of it. She thought to herself, a smirk slipping onto her sharp features for a brief moment. A sultry purr would leave her lips, giving her name to the stranger. "Raven. Yourself?" She would reply, her tongue curling alluringly around the name as it rolled off her lips, before a softening of her voice would turn to a demand of reciprocal offering. She was not being harsh, but simply offering what she had been given by this woman. Speech Thought Others |