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Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
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Her gaze is rife across him, and he bulks each formidable muscle for her inspection. His neck, with its stallion's crest, arches proudly and a small huff of warm air escapes his nostrils. She comes closer, dripping with moisture from her swim - or is it sweat from her exertions? Either way, the young stallion's eyes are hungry as they roam freely across her as hers had over him. He dwarfs her, but so had that unicorn; there is strength in those limbs, those hard muscles, that firm backside that he is sure could take his weight....And he remembers how she kicked the rock with the force of a bullet, a hidden weapon in her hind hooves. She is a woman to be respected...but she is also one to lust for, and lust he does.

She speaks, and he grins - a wolfish, savage smile that is only accentuated by the darkened gleam in his ravenous eyes. "More fool him." He might be prone to being a sexist pig, keen to exert his authority over women, but he rarely expects them to submit easily. He knows better than to underestimate anybody, whether they have balls or a womb. His flesh shivers as he pictures her bullet-like hooves crashing into it, whilst his teeth hook into her skin and hold her in place, anchor her down, have her squirming in rapture beneath him...

Ah, his pulse is racing and his loins are burning, so he swiftly removes his mind from those particular images. She asks if he enjoyed the show, and another wicked smirk begins to spread across those blackened lips. "Immensely." He dares take a small step forwards, mammoth frame shifting easily across the ground. From here he can almost smell the moisture rising from her warm skin, can detect the tang of blood and ire....it is delicious. "We never did finish our conversation from last time." Because Mauja had appeared, all ice and rage, and he had been distracted from the gun-mare. Now seems to be the perfect time to get...re-acquainted.

FOOL ME ONCE, IT'S SHAME ON YOU
FOOL ME TWICE AND LET THE WOLVES COME CRASHING THROUGH
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@Colt

[ 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 ]





Messages In This Thread
sing of sin choir boy -- - by Colt - 11-08-2015, 04:33 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Volterra - 11-15-2015, 01:20 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Colt - 11-15-2015, 03:57 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Volterra - 11-22-2015, 09:25 AM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Colt - 11-22-2015, 05:13 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Volterra - 11-28-2015, 12:06 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Colt - 11-28-2015, 01:53 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Volterra - 11-28-2015, 06:57 PM
RE: sing of sin choir boy -- - by Colt - 11-28-2015, 08:04 PM

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