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02-07-2016, 03:31 PM
Zandora
Yes, dear, I'm smiling
Inside I'm dying
Inside I'm dying
His breath spreads warmly over her skin, hot and luring. All of him crawls down her spine, the brute's alpha demeanor enthralling and everything she wanted. She does not want to hide underneath the devil's stare, she wants to glisten to glow, to taint and to drawl his attention.
The young leopard does not understand any of which she is feeling, but the predator inside Evara does and Zandora can feel her squirm underneath the emotions surrounding her bonded and swirling within her own chest. It would not be long until Evara was going to be a grown women, and the predator inside her would be of use. For now though, the predator inside Zandora was out to play and Zandora was being preyed.
His tongue slides over her skin and she trembles underneath his touch, melting too easily so easily. Zandora did not want to play games today, she wanted what she wanted and nothing would get in her way of that desire. She can feel the rippling muscle on her as his bosom rubbed upon her silks, her eyes casting him a look as she let words fall from starved lips. "Oh if my word is not enough, please, experience it yourself." In just minutes she had been chased, clawed down and caught by the neck, and now he would satisfy his hunger upon her skin.
"Talk?"
OCC: whoops
@Volterra
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