”Mmm, quite.” she answers him in a purring tone, her figure dominated by the presence of his goliath-like self. Perhaps it is the night whispering these wicked things into her ear or the fact that she is simply attracted to him on such a sensuous level, but she finds herself wanting to draw nearer to him within these moments in passing.

Her petite bodice slithers closer as her eyes interlock with his own before she brushes up against his chest and disappears into the shadows. ”Let’s play a little game…” she coos to him from the darkness, her obsidian coat making her one with it as her voice echoes through the cavern walls. ”Winner gets to have a taste…” her voice fades out as she slinks deeper into the darkness of the grotto, finding the places in which light is swallowed by the shadows, where none can hope to find her.

She hopes that she will win at this bout of fun, only because she wants to draw blood from him, but either way she will end up being pleasured from the experience. It’s only a matter of time now. A soft giggle cascades through the tunnels as she delves deeper underground, climbing upon rocks and weaving through passageways. If he has any wish to come out of this a champion then he must be cleverer than the devil’s temptress. ”Look out, look out wherever you are. Try not to stray very far…” her lyrical tones bounce through the caves as she calls to him from her hell, a sly grin upon her muzzle all the way through.