Devils Back Bitches
05-31-2014, 12:38 PM
A growl and a look of aggression met her greeting, yet no attack ensued. She continued to saunter toward the white devil as his tones became alluring and a deep purr emitted from him, despite his continued cautious stance. His voice alone caused her to quiver with excitement, though the reaction was concealed by her walking a wide, slow circle around him. Liste had lain with none in many weeks, focused solely on her travels. She ordinarily chose to be in the only position of power, taking advantage of those weaker than her, but perhaps today she would share the joy, for this man appeared quite interested in what she was about to offer but certainly would not be bowing to her. With a wicked grin she finally completed her assessment of the male and moved in closer, rubbing her side along his and nipping at his shoulder as she passed. She would continue not to speak, having no interest in it. Conversation would get them nowhere, though perhaps if he pleased her she would give him a name. Not necessarily her own name, but a name nonetheless. Talk like this |