choking on my sins
07-16-2014, 12:41 PM
Silver paws pressed into the sand of her new home, much to her dismay. Boredom was clawing at her mind, demanding that she do something. There was no easy way to step down as Queen and then lead the life of a rogue. it simply wasn't possible for the silver temptress. Irritation flooded her body, causing lips to lift and fall irregularly. As she moved, an unfamiliar figure would form on the beach. Oh fate must love her. Lips curled cruelly in a twisted grin. As she closed the distance between them, her ill intentions would fall beneath the surface, she didn't want to scare him off yet. "Are you lost?" She would purr. Coral gaze darkened, something sinister brewing beneath the surface. Lyrics dripped like honey from her lips while venomous saliva pooled in her mouth. Silently she would thank whatever god was above her for sending her such a lovely gift.
She paid no mind to his pinkish figure, her sole focus was on the blood that filled his veins. Today that blood would spill. Stilts would bring her closer, uncomfortably close so that she could feel the heat radiating off his soaking figure. "I think you are lost, because, you see, you are standing on my beach." She would circle to her left so that she would move towards his rear and subtly herd him up onto the beach more. "What is your name?" Her voice never lifted above a husky whisper, sinful desire weaving in and out of each syllable. Jaw would part, allowing salvia to drip from the corners of her mouth before falling to the sand. A low rumbling purr shook her throat, her sinister staring pinning the unlucky man before her.
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