JUST A DOZEN STEPS AND TWENTY-EIGHT DAYS
10-28-2014, 04:55 PM
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? he is alerted of her presence as the squelching of limbs churning through muck permeates the reigning silence of his surroundings, colossal skull swinging pendulum-esque in her direction as he observes her through his peripherals. frigid gaze ravages her nimble physique with little indication of intrigue, rugged appendages persistent in their purpose of navigating the behemoth through the sludge even as her soprano graces his auditory system -- rather incessantly for his taste. and the caesar spares this vivacious daffodil the inquisitive quirk of a singular brow as he registers the multitude of inquiries streaming from her pretty lips, robust limbs giving halt in their saunter as the brute pivots into closer quarters to she. skull descends in an attempt to draw level with her own { for she is quite the dainty dollface, no? }, muzzle extending into tighter proximities to the nymphet?s own countenance as his nostrils flare to indulge in the sweet aroma emanating from her golden flesh. ?trust me, love, you wouldn?t quite enjoy the games i have in mind,? the beast informs, vocals saturated with a subtle and saccharine threat. velvet lips flutter with pleasure as fervent pupils fixate upon her own, hopeful in his endeavor of eliciting fear from one he could so easily suppress -- and would. |