SWEET LIKE CINNAMON
01-31-2014, 10:11 PM
Her King would not withdraw himself from their close proximity, allowing for her nostrils to press lightly into the pallid fur draped across his shoulder before he would grant her his approval in the form of a kiss to her ear. Having never been caressed in such a manner?if at all?the banshee would remain tensed out of a lack of comfort, averting her pupils from the intensity of his vermillion gaze out of bashfulness as he reclined upon his haunches and elongated the distance between their bodies. Relieved, the wraith would reflect his movements as her own rump graced the hard earth, ears swiveling forward and gaze drifting back to consume his angelic form yet again in a display of complete focus. His eloquence would intrigue her and the mission he wished to appoint her on even more so, the faint trace of a smirk coiling the edges of her velveteen lips as she absorbed the information he presented. Because the Amazonian fiend had been raised to welcome bloodshed with opened arms, she would not deny the Glaciem sovereign his desires, and would allow not even a moment to pass between them in silence before offering her verdict. ?If it is the rights to your spawn that you wish to obtain, I will oblige you,? the viper stated earnestly as adrenaline crept into her veins, intoxicating her with its power while it triggered ambitious thought within an eager mind. Mismatched gaze would widen briefly as a singularly delicious scheme taunted her with its brilliance, causing her porcelain features to contort with newfound amusement and unmasked delight. ?But what if I could offer you much more than that? What would you say?? she tempted, unwilling to reveal her proposition just yet. |
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