-- Burn.
05-11-2014, 11:19 PM
Golden gaze would catch her exceedingly restless form, it seemed his attitude was contagious and she would find herself wriggling within her seat. Her royal purple stare would come to rest upon his own precious metal orbs. He would hope he was seeing her defenses fall, those high fences he was working so hard to conquer. He wanted a taste of her willing body, sure he could spy that spark of morbid curiosity in her own eye. Was she beginning to feel that same tug that pulled his own actions??
He felt a craving for her soiled bodice beneath him, those curious eyes finding solace in his ravenous gaze. He wished to own her, he could feel his muscles coiling within. Wishing to overtake her as her tar covered paws brought her tantalizingly close. Her delicate movements would beg him to take her then, his self control being put to an ultimate test. Scorpion was stronger than the massive pull of lust, the game's prize would be all the more sweeter when he played by the rules. She had to come to him. To beg him take her for his prisoner. To become his. "I can speak only truth to thee, porcelain Lady." he would become slightly surprised in the proximity she would bring herself. He could easily have snatched her from the air, but refrain he would.?
With a lick of his lips he would watch as her form found its way around him, his ears following her every word. He would watch her, bringing his bright gaze to her own. The need still vibrant in them as he held himself back, wearing a guise of relaxation. "The Lady may name her Lord, Scorpion Destruction." though his words were firm he would let himself slide further towards the ground. "Where might she have been going, to have braved the pits of tar to get to? What was so important upon this side of such treacherous fields?" his muzzle would come daringly close to her soft features. His dark nose would take in the delicate scent she gave off, only feeding the greed he felt for her.?
He felt a craving for her soiled bodice beneath him, those curious eyes finding solace in his ravenous gaze. He wished to own her, he could feel his muscles coiling within. Wishing to overtake her as her tar covered paws brought her tantalizingly close. Her delicate movements would beg him to take her then, his self control being put to an ultimate test. Scorpion was stronger than the massive pull of lust, the game's prize would be all the more sweeter when he played by the rules. She had to come to him. To beg him take her for his prisoner. To become his. "I can speak only truth to thee, porcelain Lady." he would become slightly surprised in the proximity she would bring herself. He could easily have snatched her from the air, but refrain he would.?
With a lick of his lips he would watch as her form found its way around him, his ears following her every word. He would watch her, bringing his bright gaze to her own. The need still vibrant in them as he held himself back, wearing a guise of relaxation. "The Lady may name her Lord, Scorpion Destruction." though his words were firm he would let himself slide further towards the ground. "Where might she have been going, to have braved the pits of tar to get to? What was so important upon this side of such treacherous fields?" his muzzle would come daringly close to her soft features. His dark nose would take in the delicate scent she gave off, only feeding the greed he felt for her.?