Second Chances All Around
02-21-2014, 07:02 PM
She thinks so highly of herself, Razo mused with a chuckle. The ebon seductress was certainly a marvel to watch. She plied her craft with delicacy and grace rarely seen among mortal men and women. Her motions were deft and assured, her murmurs simmering in the already heated air. It might have been easy to loose himself in her embraces, but Razo was no lesser man. As it was, her kisses left a trail of warmth down his neck. He took her 'persuasions' in stride, countering with his own when he could. "I'll never surrender to you," he whispered, low voice heated in semi-feigned passion. "And as to seeing more of you, well..." He let his insinuation hang between them. He would keep his position for now, enjoying the view. He trailed the pad of a massive fore paw down her chest, down her leg, brushing the hair every so lightly. Her body for all he knew was alight with nerves, and the sensation would only bring her closer to where he wanted her to be. A hind paw, underneath her mass, continued the trail along her stomach, stopping just shy of her nether regions. Torture and temptation go hand in hand, he thought with a small smile. He reached his neck upwards, nuzzling his nose into the muscle of her neck with just enough pressure to make the embrace a massage. Her guard would fall, slowly but surely. "Are you ready to give in," his baritone voice rasped. "Talk" Think "You" |