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CHAMPAGNE, COCAINE, GASOLINE, AND MOST THINGS IN BETWEEN I ROAM THE CITY IN A SHOPPING CART, A PACK OF CAMELS AND A SMOKE ALARM She's so close now, so close he could reach out and taste her....The blood from her antlers coagulates and hardens against his ear, forming a delicate scab that pulsates with a faint pain against the chilly evening. She twirls, pivots, rakes her antlers against his hardened muscles; something else purrs its approval and seeks to harden too, but he smothers the urge with as much strength as he can muster. Volterra isn't shy, but nor is he an exhibitionist - he doesn't want the rest of the dating Helovians to see his finest moves. When he pleasures his women, it is an experience for them and them alone. In his hazy, alcohol-tainted mind, however, the thought of rutting in front of the jealous eyes of Aelfwine's brother is a deeply appealing one, not to mention an arousing one. That evil little voice in his head urges him to do it, but he crushes it down and tries to peer through the tipsy fuzz in his mind towards sense and reason. With a deep, masculine growl, the leviathan begins to walk away. He casts his sultry gaze over his shoulder to invite the tree-marked mare to follow, and seeks to lead her a short distance away to where the ground unfurls before them. Shrubs and shadows block them from the rest of the couples, and the titan cannot help but notice the fact that this wide, flat, private area of land would make the perfect battlefield. That wicked, salacious grin of his spreads further and he peers at the beautiful woman through hooded eyes, his intentions clear in the darkened rubies. "Would you like that lesson now, my dear?" he rumbles, turning to face her with his massive body braced against the ground in its finest battle-pose; thickly-muscled neck arched, ears perked forwards attentively, stocky limbs spread and prepared. "And the reward afterwards, of course." The Gladiator flicks his mane and invites her forwards, his tail swishing with anticipation as he awaits her first move. _____________ Spar for @Aelfwine ! Set in the Secret Grove out of sight of the rest of the speed dating, set directly after this. Feel free to have the first move :D 0/3 - words |
[ 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 ]
