04-19-2011, 12:06 PM
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A spoken word snapped the man's attention from his drunken stumbling and giggling and upwards from the floor, his white eyes scoured the forest around him, the two pupils dilated to different diameters showing just how much he had drunk in the past couple of hours. The earth and chocolate colored man took a breath in as his soul orbs came to rest on the female that stood away from him. She was beautiful, slim and small, very small and doggish in appearance with hair that fell all the way to her thighs. The need within him roared ferociously at him, this was a female with which he could easily lay and have fun with, León growled softly in the back of his throat and felt the pull stir in his loins.
The drunken man moved closer to the woman before him, any sign of impaired balance now gone and stared at her body unashamedly and without fear. A slow smile came to his muzzle and he downed the rest of his bottle, letting it fall from his thinkers where it landed on the grass with a dull thud. The alcohol burned pleasantly down his throat and hit his stomach and he closed his eyes momentarily with a soft sigh. When he opened them again they once again settled on the female and her body, he hummed gently under his breath in Spanish and took a few more steps closer to her. The woman carried a bad with her and from the scent of it, it contained more alcohol
"Female." Was his word of acknowledgment to the white and red femme, the alcohol colored his voice and painted it with a strong Spanish accent. León nodded down to the bottle she held within her white paw, "You gunna share that chicka?" His eyes burned in their lust, and his voice conveying that the whiskey was not all he wished to share with her.
A spoken word snapped the man's attention from his drunken stumbling and giggling and upwards from the floor, his white eyes scoured the forest around him, the two pupils dilated to different diameters showing just how much he had drunk in the past couple of hours. The earth and chocolate colored man took a breath in as his soul orbs came to rest on the female that stood away from him. She was beautiful, slim and small, very small and doggish in appearance with hair that fell all the way to her thighs. The need within him roared ferociously at him, this was a female with which he could easily lay and have fun with, León growled softly in the back of his throat and felt the pull stir in his loins.
The drunken man moved closer to the woman before him, any sign of impaired balance now gone and stared at her body unashamedly and without fear. A slow smile came to his muzzle and he downed the rest of his bottle, letting it fall from his thinkers where it landed on the grass with a dull thud. The alcohol burned pleasantly down his throat and hit his stomach and he closed his eyes momentarily with a soft sigh. When he opened them again they once again settled on the female and her body, he hummed gently under his breath in Spanish and took a few more steps closer to her. The woman carried a bad with her and from the scent of it, it contained more alcohol
"Female." Was his word of acknowledgment to the white and red femme, the alcohol colored his voice and painted it with a strong Spanish accent. León nodded down to the bottle she held within her white paw, "You gunna share that chicka?" His eyes burned in their lust, and his voice conveying that the whiskey was not all he wished to share with her.