Dark Love

Quietly he would thank Freyja for sending this female his way; for giving him a sign that his intentions had been correctly aligned. He would not bother hiding his desire for this reward that he felt was so rightfully his. Slowly his jaws would unhinge, tongue swiping across his dry lips as he devoured every inch of her with his green gaze. She was a gorgeous thing and he felt a painful hunger seating itself somewhere below his belly as she offered her name -- Esti. "Esti..." She had a youthful air that was intoxicating to him. Certainly she was near half her age, if not younger, and his eyes continued to roam her larger frame freely. There was little more appealing than a woman larger than himself, and younger was only a plus.

"I already told you..." he began, leaning forward daringly to take another whiff of her scent. "I like the shadows. I like the darkness..." Here, he could lose himself in passion; free of the drama of the outside world, free of his obligations and everything else, and surrender himself to the will of the gods. Saliva would pool around his mouth and he swiped at it with his tongue again, as she stretched in front of him, obviously teasing him. "And I like what I am finding today..." His voice was a low rumble as he pulled forward, aiming to nip at Esti's shoulder firmly, aiming to tease rather than to harm.