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11-16-2016, 08:47 PM
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ralik
What doesn't kill me better run. Ralik did not miss the way Tiamat's expression faltered at his mention of virgins. He chuckled, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. Normally he would call out to Tarik, to exclaim that they had, in fact, stumbled upon a virgin, but his brother seemed preoccupied with the pale dove. He'd keep this one to himself. The pretty blue woman was forgotten momentarily, however, when Nephele spoke up, asking where the fun was in having only virgins. Sure, he could see the benefit of having a woman who knew how to handle herself and please a man, but a lot of the fun was in the chase. Women who had been around the block, so to speak, didn't put up as much of a fight as those who hadn't. Still, he could see the appeal in the winged made and he grinned. "Why don't we put our stamina to the test and see who lasts longer." He rumbled arrogantly to the warrior mare. An ear tilted toward Huldra as she spoke (again) and he found his grin widening as she said they liked to drink. It was no secret that the brothers knew their way around a bottle. It was when she threw in that they liked to fuck that he turned his gaze back to Tiamat and winked at her. He was sure the little blue mare would be flustered again and that was amusing to the brute. Tiamat's description of her home in the north sounded quite pleasing to Ralik as did Nephele and Sohalia's description of their home in the desert. He was confused, though, and focused intently on the sea mare that had captured his attention first. "You look like the ocean." He said. "So why do you make your home in the north so far from it?" The conversations continued on around them and Tarik's voice drew his attention once more and he swung his head around to gaze at his brother. What say you? Tarik asked and Ralik shrugged his muscled shoulders. What say he about what? Huldra having her pick of men or where they should live? He quickly decided that he couldn't resist the chance to prod at their wench and so he replied. "She's a decent lay, but if these Dragon's Throat wenches all look like..." his gaze flickered toward Nephele and then Sohalia before returning to Tarik. "She'll have competition." and we'll have fun. "." |
