Falls
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Posted on August 4, 2021 at 08:25:53 PM by Melinoë
  She loathes the way his dark green eyes roam over her body, the way they press into her silky black and white skin and the hunger that threatens to consume her. Her tail flicks across her supple hips - hips that he will NEVER feel beneath him - and this brings her satisfaction. He could devour her flesh from afar but he could never have her for his own. Trinkets and treasures are protected and guarded for safekeeping. Praised and revered with the same intensity as the gods you honor… for a moment her ears disappear within the knotted locks of her mane as his words fill the space between them. Do you not agree? "Is that what you whisper to yourself? To ease your guilt? While you drag women kicking and screaming back to your hell?" she asks with venom in her voice and a snort from her flaring nostrils. Her eyes narrow. Ever word that drips from his lips infuriates her. His words crawl beneath her skin and throw more kindling on the smoldering fire within her chest. How she wishes she could leave more than just a mark on his nose... how she could cause the same pain, the same fear that she had felt for all of these years. He had been the reason that her mother had lived in fear. Hades She raises her head defiantly as he mentions Cain. Cain had been kind. The desert was arid. But it was far from the depths of Hades hell. Wasn't that the lure of Hades? To promise beautiful things, trinkets and treasures? Paradise? Her suspicion rises and the tension returns to every quivering muscle in her body. Some say Hades was once a beautiful god too… As he extends his muzzle to her once more every muscle in her body screams. Her heart hammers wildly against her chest and it pounds within her skull. Run Melinoë. the words of her mother echo around her. "So tell me again that you do not find me as intoxicating as I find you only this time…. Make me believe it.” Her icy glare narrows "If you want to keep your muzzle," she hisses "I would get it out of my face." Guardian to the Souls Andalusian Mutt - Silver Blue Roan Rabicano Tobiano - Mare |
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- Use caution when the Wolf comes aknockin; - By Rougaru August 10, 2021 at 01:07:10 PM
- its body coiled around my neck -- - By Melinoë August 18, 2021 at 06:50:31 PM
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