05-29-2015, 02:41 PM
..::We are the in between, cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain, of living out their law
Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed::..
Pinnae twitch like twin dials as she dips her head low, inward to her conceived chest, she breathes deep inhaling his sweet musky aroma. Remembering him. Storing him in her memory. She liked him. Handsome as handsome. Femme was a little shallow but there was no point in having a companion she didn't like. He spoke tales of whimsy and adventure. She liked it, she liked him. Orbs of azure watch and blink, fluttering butterfly lids.
I would love your company. 't'would be an honour.
..::We're bored to death in heaven
And all alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves::..
His touch sends shivers down every inch of her onyx tower. He called her pet, she liked it. It made her insides swell, it made her pepper with delight, with want. As he nudges her, blows gently in her audits, she squeals. Gently and small.
Master Nier. Would be my pleasure.
..::Follow the morning star, a light when darkness fell
The passion left unholy, now you find yourself,
We have nowhere to go, no one to wish us well,
A cry to find our home, our stories they will tell::..
Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain, of living out their law
Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed::..
Pinnae twitch like twin dials as she dips her head low, inward to her conceived chest, she breathes deep inhaling his sweet musky aroma. Remembering him. Storing him in her memory. She liked him. Handsome as handsome. Femme was a little shallow but there was no point in having a companion she didn't like. He spoke tales of whimsy and adventure. She liked it, she liked him. Orbs of azure watch and blink, fluttering butterfly lids.
I would love your company. 't'would be an honour.
..::We're bored to death in heaven
And all alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves::..
His touch sends shivers down every inch of her onyx tower. He called her pet, she liked it. It made her insides swell, it made her pepper with delight, with want. As he nudges her, blows gently in her audits, she squeals. Gently and small.
Master Nier. Would be my pleasure.
..::Follow the morning star, a light when darkness fell
The passion left unholy, now you find yourself,
We have nowhere to go, no one to wish us well,
A cry to find our home, our stories they will tell::..