Just A Friendly Face...

*Mercy I* · 08-11-2015, 11:11 AM

There was something alight in his eyes that was all too familiar to the female. Want, lust, desire. It was nothing new to the pale girl, she often got what she wanted out of looks like that. It made her hum thoughtfully as her head tilted, purple eyes locked on his own gaze. There was something else there that she couldn't quite read, but it didn't matter at the moment. Her long tail swished idly behind her as she studied the male, her paws tingling at the promises that he held in his face. But not yet, there was always a game to these things. Dance steps that must be followed until the big finale. Mercy listened to his explanation of his marred coat, and a soft giggle left her lips. "And I have maimed and fought, yet I do not feel the need to display my actions on my coat. Well... there was one time but the act was oh so much more than just flashes of teeth and drawing of blood." She said back softly, the implications of what had transpired clear in her silky voice. They had drawn each others blood for the sheer pleasure of it, an exciting mix of pain and pleasure. Her body shuttered delicatly at the memory, her tongue flicking out to lick her chops. He had laughed at his words, and she had a feeling that others might be scared by this man. But her? Oh no, she had run into way worse before. There was no fear in her bodice at all, only curiosity. He seemed to be a man who was on the lookout for one specific thing, and she wanted to know what that was...

After she circled him he asked if she liked what she saw, and she let out another small burst of laughter. "I've seen better," she teased, gaze alight with humor and her growing hunger. Mercy was a rather simple girl, it didn't take too much to make her happy. Fighting, blood, pleasures. A grin crossed her black lips, blinking those stunning purple eyes at the man. When she offered her name his line that came after made her shake her head slowly, grin spreading. "A rather cheesy line sir, you must have something better in that big head of yours." Mercy said, head pulling to one side. She had heard many lines before, but that was going to go on her list of top cheesy lines. She blinked slowly as he leaned forward, nose almost brushing across her own. She didn't pull back, but sat in her leveled state. Jaws parted slowly as she softly bit the air that rested between them, gaze twinkling at him. She couldn't help but toss a wink at him, another laugh rumbling from her throat. He asked what she was doing so far from home, and Mercy shook her head again. Angel, that was a new one. She quite liked it... "I am far from an angel, unless you add 'dark' somewhere in there," she mused softly, the need to speak loudly was gone at their close proximity. "but I do like to wander. My paws get tired walking the same path for too long."

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Just A Friendly Face...

Mercy I