Nothing Else Matters
09-09-2014, 10:03 AM
Her efforts would pay off in the long run, as would his. He became more enticing, more controlling of the situation and she craved the outcome of such actions. His teeth sank into her fur, making her skin prickle and break out in goose bumps. She refused to show any signs of desire or pleasure, for in her eyes, such an action was weak. Instead, her growling rose and lasted longer as she moved against his vice grip upon her scruff, muscles working in golden legs to maintain her balance. He wanted her to submit and she was unwilling. Maija almost rolled back to the ground, but he made sure she didn't. A smile appeared on her face as leaf-green eyes shifted to meet his bright orbs. They held pent up anger, rage, and hate -- all three were what she had in her chest for so long. To find someone that danced with the devil himself was a relief and a diamond in the rough. She softly chuckled as his grip loosened from her neck, giving her the chance to rise upon all four paws. Since she was beneath him, her back met his stomach and she slithered up to his chest. Head turned back to look at him and salmon pink tongue slipped out from between golden lips to plant a kiss upon his chin. Her tail loosely danced around his male parts, inviting it out to play with a few flicks. "Dracu-mi" She knew he wouldn't understand her -- no one knew Romanian around Alacritis -- but she had to speak in her native tongue and oh, it felt so right. Talk like this |