Sticks and stones, Love [Stillwater]

[Karaugh]

He was a hard read she could give him that.  All men fell though to his lusts.  Sooner or later.  She could be lusted over.  She did not want to own him or even claim his every moment.  A fleeting encounter perhaps, or more if there was an offer.  She had been made an offer recently by two sirens that lead her to the Mountain.  There she awaited her faint.  Devilish grin as the beast claimed her, for that moment...

Attention shifted back as he laughed in responds to her questioning.  She could be a hard read too.  So she waits for him to finish.  A slight eye roll.  He could win this time.  Tassels whipped and a snort fluttered deep within.  He didn't wish for answers really.  He was only taunting her for amusement as she had him... Well played.

But then the scale tipped ever so slightly.  He found his footings and neared her.  A fire burning from deep within.  He could only dim it for so long before it was stoked back to life.  She stood still waiting, watching.  Heartbeat quickened, breathing more shallow as he studied her delicate features.  A soft whisper of words brushed across her flesh.  The meaning of the words brought a devilish grin to her lips.  If he wasnt owned he could have her for whatever he wished in that moment.  Another question surfaced and her answer was just that,

Whatever you wish me to be...

 

Karaugh

illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore

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