Hanging by a thread
09-09-2014, 06:47 PM
He would submit to her words, finally having found his sense. She would merely sneer at his words, his laughter falling on deaf ears. He would lean closer, it was as though he was captivated by her every word. His scent suffocated her, his body heat washed over her. He was finally close enough. Moving with lazy elegance, she would move in an attempt to press herself against his side. He wanted an alliance. Smart boy. His head would lower, and while it may have held an entirely different meaning to him, she saw it as his submission to her. Fangs danced in the light as lips pulled back in a nasty grin. "You want an alliance?" Velvety words left her lips as she pressed herself against his side if he allowed her. Jaws would tip up so that she could murmur breathy words in his ear. "Baby, I won't defend those who have lost what belongs to me." A dark chuckle rolled off her tongue as she pulled away from him, settling her gaze on his face. Gears turned in her mind as she thought up an offer. To make him an enemy or to remain neutral. Both were equally appealing, but she could have so much more fun if he stood against her. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE |