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She presses against him, his for the taking, a delicious and unexpected prize splayed out before him in this darkened forest. He truly did not expect to partake in this today, but he is an opportunistic predator at the best of times and would be a fool to turn down his prey when they are offered to him on a silver platter. Even when he is not hunting specifically for this, he will gleefully seize the opportunity should it arise. And arise it has, in the form of this black-furred, purple-tailed temptress. In the distance, his dragons scream. His emotions wash into them, driving them both far, far away from him in an attempt to escape from the overwhelming force of his lust. The red is an old hand at this, as he has witnessed his bonded at work many times before. The young golden queen, in contast, is quite baffled by the sensations flooding over her from the stallion she has sewn her soul to, so save for the idle ebbings of desire she felt for him when he was with Amaris that day, she is quite inexperienced at how to handle these particular emotions. The beast shuts both dragons out from his mind - he has other things to concentrate on. He never tires of this, of the hunt, of the capture. As a man, this is what he is entitled to, and this is what he takes whenever and wherever he can. He knows frustration - he hates it, and does anything in his power to avoid it. Closing his mind, the behemoth talks instead with his body. -fade- HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE |
OOC: Definitely! We can make it a teaching spar if you want some pointers or anything :)
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
