A Spoonful of Sugar...

*Dægmar* · 02-24-2014, 06:20 PM

Poison dripping off my fangs...

He was chatty for a brute and not easily thrown off which was good from her perspective. While D?gmar was a tease to be sure she was often interested in bringing such meeting full circle and not every male was always up for that, no matter how he viewed himself. But she had a feeling that this encounter would turn out to be fun for the both of them and as she waited to see if he'd take her request he answered. Good he was in.

D?gmar stood with regal patience as the brute leapt up next to her but in a moment she'd leapt down to a lower rock. She relished in the fleeting warmth and the tantalizing thought of what they'd be doing when they reached the stream? if he was still game of course.

The next rock was a bit difficult, high and angular but with a carfully timed leap she scrambled up it and continued on her way, rock after rock until finally, panting, she rested on a shallow flat piece of shale. Grinning she ran her tongue over her fangs. D?gmar's blood was pumping her body flush as she turned to see how the male was fairing. "Is your blood running hot yet?"

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A Spoonful of Sugar...

Dægmar