A new Queen is rising
06-27-2014, 04:44 PM
It was amusing to see him for once at a loss for words, all he could do was blink. She didn't what had caused her to say it, perhaps it was true, perhaps it was just her silver tongue. But nevertheless, the temptress found herself enjoying his company, more than usual. A chuckle would follow his words, a quiet promise that he would never be far. A brow would lift with interest, though she said nothing. When he spoke again, he would tease her, the way he spoke would make her chuckle quietly. His hot breath would tickle her flesh, words sealing the deal. She would lean into his touch as his pale tongue reached out tease her cheek. A needy growl filled her ebony audits, pulling her even closer until her dark coat mingling with his pale one. Desire curled in her belly, gnawed at her self control. "Tell me, what is it you want most?" Dark jaws tipped up, as she whispered huskily into a pale ear. Silver tongue snaked out to caress the shell of his ear. There was no denying her lust, even if he was part of the family. She would press herself against him, basking in his intoxicating cologne, claiming him with her own perfume. Mischief pulled at her lips and danced in her dark eyes. The temptress was lost his rosy gaze, unable to help herself, the only option was give in, to let him ravish her. Speech, |