Born To Serve (Joining)
05-13-2014, 11:20 AM
It would seem that Kylar had other plans for her little game. He slide from the shadows, seething rage. A brow lifted as he spoke, spitting angry words. The Queen remained silent. Surely he knew better than to be jealous? Particularly of this boy. An amused smirk tugged at inky lips as she watched the scene unfold. Kylar towered over the boy, his tail curling dominantly over his hips, much to her surprise. Her Duke stepped forward until he invaded her little slaves personal space, getting up close as he snapped a demand from the boy. Stretching out across the cool earth, her gaze would shift to Lekan, curious to his reaction. It was assumed that he would submit, there didn't appear to be a dominant bone in his body. Pleasure shot through her. She didn't imagine Kylar ever being jealous, ever intervening in her personal affair. He had always been so laid back that part of her was pleased that he cared enough to act. Hips would flip to the side, making herself comfortable for what was sure to be a show. Poor Lekan. Kylar would probably make an example of him. The Queen mused silently, her smirk of amusement never leaving her visage. Eyes trained themselves on Kylar, his face contorted into a snarl. "Don't scare him off just yet." Soft words left her lips, her crown tipping to the side as she tried to meet Kylars gaze.
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