ardent

Lets make a scene we wont soon forget



Motif I

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
-
posts
461
player
Glacier
10-27-2014, 12:31 AM





He was so still, she could almost call him assured, unwavering by his stance and his inability to turn his eyes from her. She could feel that gaze on her skin, and it caused her tail to flick lazily at her ass, for her toes to dig into the earth, for her own eyes to tease him. She did not of course know that his own mind was confused, uncertain, she could not see it on him and could not see through the beauty of his skin. She was captivated herself, by the soft whites that haloed about his eyes, softening his gaze upon her. She realised with a start that the two shared the same tone of eyes, that same dancing sunlight, although his held more depth, more tones and colour then her own. She continued to watch him, these two strangers did nothing but stare at each other and stand in the darkness and the silence. She could see the realisation come to him as she gave him her name, and at last he would utter a single word that she could only assume was his title. ?Shai? she would repeat, memorising the strange sound from her head to her heart ? she knew she was never likely to forget it, and she liked how it tasted against her tongue ? even if she liked it better coming from his husky, strange accent.



Now for the first time she would see a crink in his armour, see his shoulders flex and relax in the darkness and she found herself staring at the strong, lean muscles of his legs, her lips parting lightly as she took in his raw muscle, his size and strength. He would say her name then, uttering it into the silence, and her lips would curl upwards into a dangerous smile, a smile that promised him he would not want her to leave tonight. She stepped closer to him then, a question in her eye, watching him to see if he would shy away from yet another crush to his personal space. They where closer now, she could see him better then ever in the darkness, the curves of him, the blue of his strange decorations that lay still in the non-existent wind, and the soft shades of silver that gave shape to his darkness. ?Oh, my boy, do you know how delicious you are?? she breathed, her voice barely to a whisper, but she knew he would hear it in the still air.

"Speech"