we're born with the death penalty

They were perfection. The woman and the man. The bitch and the gentlemen. The killer and the defender. They were a match made from above. Six enjoyed every moment they spent together. It was so lovely. Everything about them was lovely. They laid there face to face. Her tail tangled in his. Their ebony noses barely touching but touching just enough. Her paws hung limp in the sky but her heart was higher. It was souring. They stared into each others eyes with such power and passion. She had a smile spread across her sultry lips. Her ears flicked as he spoke. His words making her blush once more. But, her gaze did not waver that time. The beautiful woman licked the front of his muzzle. A lovely little kiss. She fluttered those luxurious lashes with ease. "Ive never been so crazy for a man." The girl then smirked and narrowed her eyes playfully. "Are you some sort of wizard? Did you cast a spell? Hmmmmm?" The girl laughed softly before giving him another lick to his muzzle. "If you did, don't lift it. I love this."








speech.