he's no good, girl, no good for you

By the time he released his grasp on her, she was spent. She had experienced an entirely now world that was full of bliss and pleasure. Whore. The voices were blunt rather than screaming. Nips would trail down her spine as he released her, his heavy weight leaving her. He move only a few feet away, sprawling out on the cool stone, clearly exhausted. She would smirk at his words. "I couldn't agree more." She would fold her limbs beneath her, pressing her belly against the cool stone, not sure of what to do now. Did she keep her distance? Did she leave? Did she move closer? She was lost again. Verdant gaze would lift to the man, from the sounds of it, he was panting. Much to her disappoint, she still had yet to full see what he looked like. Slender limbs stretched before her, her own dark jaws parted, tongue lolling out to the side. Sleep quietly began to beckon her, but she at least she knew that would be rude. Desire ebbed away, her body sated for the time being, the farthest thing from her mind was the consequences that may follow. Idly, she wondered if she would ever seen him again after this, or if he was disappear just as suddenly as he arrived.

"Speech"