Silver Creek A rose, beautiful and thorny

The bait had worked, and while Prialux knew that catching the man's eye was one big step ahead there was still nothing certain. She needed to wok on him, reel him in until he was helplessly stuck in her sweet honey, so honey she gave.

He whispered to her ear, and his teeth ran gently through the soft fur of her cheeks. The maiden smiles, letting out a whimsy chuckle and wonders Do you believe in fate? she purrs, and gasps when he presses his nose right on the sweet spot. She feels her muscles tighten, she hadn't felt such proximity, such desire, in her lifetime. Grayson Odolf was a true masterpiece, from his silver eyes digging to the core of you, to his tight musculature, surely carved by the angels themselves. She could only hope that it was her who managed to tighten the rope around him, and not the other way around.