Glad You Came.
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Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are. A dark sky blanketed by dazzling lights, stars illuminated the night. They were mesmerizing, and especially the moon. That sultry beauty could almost outshine the stars, but they seemed to set up a stage just for her. Although summer could be tantalizing with heat and humidity, it was wonderful. This set a perfect stage in the midst of the jungle upon vegetation covered floor. As the moon lit up the stage perfectly, a symphony of creatures was in tune with the rustling sounds of the bushes. Who knew if it occurred often, but it was simply a marvelous scenery to take in, and who was to deny it? Soft tones were emitted from her maw, and in truth, even her vocals suggested grace and intelligence despite the underlying proposals of a volatile temper and unfulfilled, carnal sadism, inciting the epitome of curiosity flowing brilliantly through her innoxious orbs. She twisted and writhed away from him, seeming to breathe only when distance lingered amidst them. Shielding those amethyst molested slants from the world – closing her eyes for a half second – as those masculine vocals, carrying the rich taint of a reproachful tone, trickled inward the depths of those triangular sensories, and her eyelids fluttered, the coal-dark lashes flaring to frame her amethyst eyes at half-mast, seeking the azure penetrations of his own in a sidelong, upward-tilting stare, “Always and forever” Hinting at a very clear distaste that colored his every movement, her every touch, as that inquiry left her lips, though still it held something more that was alluring and ever so suggestive. She couldn’t help it that he looked like an angel, couldn’t help it if she wanted to kiss that perfect, solid mouth, couldn’t help it that there was no one else to stop her now, and she couldn’t help herself. Tempestuous lips were set in an unemotional line, even as the edge of her lip twitched with a want to curl upward in a teeth-revealing grin, waiting, splinterings of orbs seeming to scorch her eyes as if a bolt of lightning had touched down within their depths, shattering the magnificent poise she controlled so carefully.. when finally his gaze ‘rose, there was no need for answer – azure depths pooled with the venom of a need for knowledge, a yearning to taste that poison bubbling in veins, going unattended: a challenge that equaled her own desirous nature.


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