Listen To My Mouthful of Razors

Her soul and body was enticing for and begging for her to have sex with this man. His demonic soul and evil personality and appearance made her heart race and made her feel as if she was at peace. Her mint green optics shimmered as the fires shone through her eyes as if it were the sun itself glistening off of them. She grinned and gave him a playful nudge, teasing him and trying to make him have sex with her. She knew exactly that is what he wished for, and, perhaps, even something more?

"Well, perhaps I can fulfill something of yours. My brother is not with me at the moment, but he is a fighter, about even more evil as I am. He will listen to me alone, but, he will offer his assistance if I tell him to. Though, I am sure you want to do something to me as much as I want you to do something to me." The dark woman approached him and touched her nose to his pelt, breathing in his warm scent. He seemed to be the devil incarnate, and she was happy that he might be willing to have her bare his pups, and she gave a playful chuckle, her tail swaying freely and highly.

"Speech"