Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters
A demented grin played a foul game on Fayelon's characteristics, fooling around with her entire vessel as her being would probably be considered to close to Terrae's. But at the moment she could honestly give a rats ass, she was entranced in his milky-way orbits and his aligning of muscle fragments, the way his body structure fit entirely too well with hers. The ebony she-devil took a risk and let her black wet nose commingle with his, until she realized what she was doing and her eyes slowly drifted open. It was all overwhelming in the matter of seconds, her appendages restrained from their original position over-towering him and with a shy and embarrassed grim look on her face she sat back onto the warm sand. Her fluffy ebony tail lay across her four paws as she let her dome dangle.
Sorry for the ah.. tackle. She managed to split angelic tidings out from the roof top of her dungeon. Sure she felt awkward now afterward but that wouldn't dare stop her inner goddess in charming the masculine furthermore, in which she shot him a tri-colored galactic gaze and returned her smile of warmth. Her goddess was a pawn to these flirtatious devices.. considering she rarely ever flirted with any specimen. Sometimes she can be indecisive and this causes her inexperienced flirtation -- luckily she had her other half ready to leap into action when called upon. So, without any hesitation she moved closer yo, until her shoulder was basically touching his. She hasn't been this close to someone in what felt like decades. Her chambers rattled open, crackling with a chuckle of sorts before hymns of mystic melodies rang out. So, Terrae do you have a sense for adventure?
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