*Based on Live Roleplay*
she was still in the water, totally nude, her gold eyes looks to see. ?I remember black skies...the lightning all around me..." soft words precede a ghostly form from the shadows like an eerie announcement." Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me..." Spurs sing a tune of their own with each willow wind stride. Hearing word she turns to look over her shoulder:: "I am cold and I don't know why, so you gotta keep me warm. You will run, run from my eyes. They stare you down and make you burn. I am king, the king of the jungle. I'm the little dog. So the king of the jungle makes me humbler. I will not die born. I will not go down. This is not my home, and it feels at odds. And it feels at odds." Soft swirls of electricity crackles between his fingertips with a soft sigh as a storm gathered above his head. she would moves out of the water, her gold eyes looks to him, drawing him to Crimsons bleed to a curious shade at the odd creature, offering a slow fanged smile.
"And it feels at odds. Keep me runnin. Keep me running wild. Keep me innocent. The sand is high as it burns my fears, and I'm a little tired. Don't know what I'm gonna do with this. Make it worth. Make it worth my while...I will not die born..." she smiles softly, hums softly to draw him in further. ?I was walkin down the street when out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approachin me. She said I never saw a man, who look so all alone, could ya use a little company? If you pay the right price your evening' will be nice and you can go wishin me on my way. I said to this sweet little thing, just why ya do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said. There aint no rest for the wicked." He came to a pause just beyond her reach each step and word unafraid. he moves into touchable distance, her red lips seem to part in a smile, her gold eyes looks to him::
"We are young but we have fun. Born in this world as it all falls apart. We are strong, but we don't belong. Born in this world as it all falls apart." The lyrical words fall to a bare whisper as he meets her allures as one might watch an insect beneath a magnifying glass. she tilt her head, as her hand moved up to touch his cheek:: "I see the children in the rain like the parade before the pain. I see the love I see the hate I see this world that we can make. I see the life I see the sky, give it all to see you fly. Yes we wave this flag of hated but you're the ones who made it." The skin beneath her touch is cold as ice but there is an elecitical presence about him, something entropic. :she tips on her toes, and kissed him softly. Just as with the rest of him, he is cold. Far colder than any creature should be. Arms of iron enfold her close in the oral embrace. Eyes watch her curiously still, this is behavior he had not come to expect in this city. she was new to the city, she continue to kissed him, cold don't bother her so she has powers of the ice in her as well as other powers .
Lips press harder as his fang seeks to pierce her tongue for a true tasting of this creation in his arms. she pushed him, and lick her blood as she kissed him, her finger intwined with his hair. Hands began a slow expedition about her form, velvet touches exploring everything they came across as he met her push with more of his own, the touch of crimson gracing his tongue :her blood was sweet, but it could be deadly as she is deadly, as he pushed her back, she pulls him on to the sands, still very much in this kiss. His form fell with her like a feather. No weight behind it, just a graceful slide. Translucent hands engulfed in her hair as he slipped deeper into this one's web, a curious fruit fly intrigued by the spider beneath of him. her finger slide up his shirt, her mouth breaks the kiss, her mouth found his neck, licking and a nibble, she will not taste him like he did her. They both hold their secrets but such is the intrigue as his hands explore further, the velvet touch sliding to seek out warm places to match the lust flowing off of this curious creature.
she bites down on her bottom lip, drawing blood. she felt his hands explored her body:: "do you have a name?"
He pulled back a bit. "Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long long year. Stolen many a man's soul, and fame. I was around when Jesus Christ, had his moment of doubt and pain. Made damn sure the Pilot, washed his hand, and sealed his fate. Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name." A wicked smile played over his lips as a deceptive hand slid up between velvet folds.
"Lucifer?"
A faint glimmer played in his eyes with a "maybe" light as gentle rain began to fall from the swirling clouds above them. she kissed him again, her arms wrapped around his neck. Hands continued to tease and explore as she found his lips again a curious thought as if this one expected him to do everything. :he could, but sometimes she likes the men to take her .A shiver rolled through him as there came an unzipping sound before gentle pressure, his teeth grazing her lip. she tilts her head, gold eyes looks to him:: A teasing push of hips and a firm touch of flesh before he vanished form atop her, wicked laughter playing through the air.
Thanks to Craven Delights.
she was still in the water, totally nude, her gold eyes looks to see. ?I remember black skies...the lightning all around me..." soft words precede a ghostly form from the shadows like an eerie announcement." Like a startling sign that fate had finally found me..." Spurs sing a tune of their own with each willow wind stride. Hearing word she turns to look over her shoulder:: "I am cold and I don't know why, so you gotta keep me warm. You will run, run from my eyes. They stare you down and make you burn. I am king, the king of the jungle. I'm the little dog. So the king of the jungle makes me humbler. I will not die born. I will not go down. This is not my home, and it feels at odds. And it feels at odds." Soft swirls of electricity crackles between his fingertips with a soft sigh as a storm gathered above his head. she would moves out of the water, her gold eyes looks to him, drawing him to Crimsons bleed to a curious shade at the odd creature, offering a slow fanged smile.
"And it feels at odds. Keep me runnin. Keep me running wild. Keep me innocent. The sand is high as it burns my fears, and I'm a little tired. Don't know what I'm gonna do with this. Make it worth. Make it worth my while...I will not die born..." she smiles softly, hums softly to draw him in further. ?I was walkin down the street when out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approachin me. She said I never saw a man, who look so all alone, could ya use a little company? If you pay the right price your evening' will be nice and you can go wishin me on my way. I said to this sweet little thing, just why ya do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said. There aint no rest for the wicked." He came to a pause just beyond her reach each step and word unafraid. he moves into touchable distance, her red lips seem to part in a smile, her gold eyes looks to him::
"We are young but we have fun. Born in this world as it all falls apart. We are strong, but we don't belong. Born in this world as it all falls apart." The lyrical words fall to a bare whisper as he meets her allures as one might watch an insect beneath a magnifying glass. she tilt her head, as her hand moved up to touch his cheek:: "I see the children in the rain like the parade before the pain. I see the love I see the hate I see this world that we can make. I see the life I see the sky, give it all to see you fly. Yes we wave this flag of hated but you're the ones who made it." The skin beneath her touch is cold as ice but there is an elecitical presence about him, something entropic. :she tips on her toes, and kissed him softly. Just as with the rest of him, he is cold. Far colder than any creature should be. Arms of iron enfold her close in the oral embrace. Eyes watch her curiously still, this is behavior he had not come to expect in this city. she was new to the city, she continue to kissed him, cold don't bother her so she has powers of the ice in her as well as other powers .
Lips press harder as his fang seeks to pierce her tongue for a true tasting of this creation in his arms. she pushed him, and lick her blood as she kissed him, her finger intwined with his hair. Hands began a slow expedition about her form, velvet touches exploring everything they came across as he met her push with more of his own, the touch of crimson gracing his tongue :her blood was sweet, but it could be deadly as she is deadly, as he pushed her back, she pulls him on to the sands, still very much in this kiss. His form fell with her like a feather. No weight behind it, just a graceful slide. Translucent hands engulfed in her hair as he slipped deeper into this one's web, a curious fruit fly intrigued by the spider beneath of him. her finger slide up his shirt, her mouth breaks the kiss, her mouth found his neck, licking and a nibble, she will not taste him like he did her. They both hold their secrets but such is the intrigue as his hands explore further, the velvet touch sliding to seek out warm places to match the lust flowing off of this curious creature.
she bites down on her bottom lip, drawing blood. she felt his hands explored her body:: "do you have a name?"
He pulled back a bit. "Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long long year. Stolen many a man's soul, and fame. I was around when Jesus Christ, had his moment of doubt and pain. Made damn sure the Pilot, washed his hand, and sealed his fate. Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name." A wicked smile played over his lips as a deceptive hand slid up between velvet folds.
"Lucifer?"
A faint glimmer played in his eyes with a "maybe" light as gentle rain began to fall from the swirling clouds above them. she kissed him again, her arms wrapped around his neck. Hands continued to tease and explore as she found his lips again a curious thought as if this one expected him to do everything. :he could, but sometimes she likes the men to take her .A shiver rolled through him as there came an unzipping sound before gentle pressure, his teeth grazing her lip. she tilts her head, gold eyes looks to him:: A teasing push of hips and a firm touch of flesh before he vanished form atop her, wicked laughter playing through the air.
Thanks to Craven Delights.