The Ripple Effect
02-18-2014, 08:21 AM
A smile of charm and a look of desire would rise upon alabaster features, unhidden were his desires, and why would he hide them in the first place? He never had anything to hide, intentions always made clear...even if at a subtle pace. The male stopped his pacing...if only for a moment. Her remark made him chuckle, oh how right she was. He did intend to claim the world as his own, to make others bow down to him in fear. And yet, he would form alliances and create a force that would be strong enough to bring down a nation...it was a goal he would be determined to make. And the era of darkness will soon begin... He would think within the dark confines of his mind. He was unlimited, and should something decide to take his life then it would not be taken without a fight. Even so, his legacy would be remembered...and it would live on. Flickering ambers of interest roamed her own, searching for tale tell signs of betrayal or treason. And yet, there was none he could see. A lot for a simple glance, but the eyes were the window to true intent...save for a select few. His own intentions were always well hidden within the pits of darkness, swirling within his mind. None could decipher what his intentions and thoughts were...and to do so would only mean you were a celestial wolf from the heavens, of which mortals could never be. A curl of his lips made his amusement show, the beast then responding with his own name. "You may call me Sin, dear night stalker." The dark beast would sit before him, her tail gracing his face for a brief second. It sent an invisible shudder down his spine, oh how tantalizing she was...what was it like to break through to the interior of an amber eyed beauty? He wondered, and yet he held enough respect for her to not do what he had done countless times...like what he had done to Arietta. But this woman, she was not weak. She was unafraid, and it drew him to her like a moth to a flame. He would draw closer, sweeping over to her front left as he stopped just at her side, head reaching forward as stained lips reached for her ear. "Would you like to be my queen?" A whisper swept past, taunting, teasing. The tip of his nose brushing lightly along her ear, down the side of her head, to her neck...Would she take to his advances? Or perhaps would she decide to advance herself? He enjoyed a mystery, after all. And what better mystery then she? "Speech" |
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