09-16-2012, 01:57 PM
Her eyes ran over his form, taking in the scars that danced over thick muscles. He was handsome, and so very desirable. His form was almost perfect. She wouldn't wish for his body to be less scarred, believing that it was proof of his strength. The smug smile on his face and the dominant way that he laid claim to everything that he surveyed sent a shiver of pleasure through her frame. Her own lips curled into a smile, tail swaying as she began to walk across, hips swaying forwards.
Reaching his side she settled right in, feeling her body curve perfectly against his own. It was warm there. Turning she could see out the window, the vast desolation of the land they lived in. No one would want to come here, not with the land as scarred as it was. Perfect for the isolation she needed. It's perfect. Amy's desires would never be perfectly filled and ended, but they were on an upwards movement, content for now with everything settled in. Licking softly at Itzal's chin she smiled, eyes cold.
Reaching his side she settled right in, feeling her body curve perfectly against his own. It was warm there. Turning she could see out the window, the vast desolation of the land they lived in. No one would want to come here, not with the land as scarred as it was. Perfect for the isolation she needed. It's perfect. Amy's desires would never be perfectly filled and ended, but they were on an upwards movement, content for now with everything settled in. Licking softly at Itzal's chin she smiled, eyes cold.