GET YOUR SEXY ON
07-29-2014, 12:27 PM
She was beginning to see how engrossed he was with her, even getting past her dull senses she could tell escape would be difficult. If not impossible. With her heart wanting to beat right out of her chest from nervousness and her head telling her exactly how fast she wanted to run it was still hard to ignore the needy opinions of her own body. Dhiren would have never been so direct, so focused, on her body. He was a true gentleman, this brightly colored brute was certainly focused if nothing else. She was still feeling flighty, her nerves were impossibly frazzled. His voice would hold a soothing tone, she knew he could easily tell how terrified she had felt. "I will be gentle" Had she any doubt of what it was exactly he wanted those illusions would simply fall away as his tail caressed her alabaster curves. She was having regrets about coming out here, she never wished to meet someone like this, she'd just wanted to be alone. The way he doted over her, how his eyes took in her every inch. She felt uncomfortable, and so warm with this stranger so close. The reality of his intentions would suddenly weigh heavy on her, he'd become sweet, slow moving and gentle. "...come and play awhile." she'd feel another pitiful whine slip from her pale lips, her paws still not moving as she felt his form against her. A gentle touch that she couldn't say was painful or awful, the gesture was soft and she couldn't ignore the enticing shivers that originated from his motions. Her heart and mind told her to shy away, but the screaming was drowned out by the needs of her body. He would purr softly to her, but it would only be met with more whimpers, she didn't want this. She didn't want a complete stranger to be her first. He didn't know her, he didn't care about her, he didn't even know her name. Still he would make it hard to run, she'd never been kissed before. Let alone like he was offering. She felt an urge to give into him, to let him do as he wished with her. She couldn't though, she wouldn't listen to the needy voices in her head. Guinevere would stay strong, her feet would work, minimally. She'd manage to step away from him with a gasp of effort. She'd shake her head, brilliant gaze finding his own, "No, no I sh..sh.. should really go." She'd find a bit of strength, but she couldn't run to get away from him. She'd try to turn away, try to ignore him and what he offered her. |