Silverlight Terrace (m) Can we always be this close forever and ever?

she reciprocated his bow with one of her own much to his approval, though he admittedly would have liked their game to go on for a bit longer than what it did. instead she cut it off by pushing her way towards him and drowning him in that alluring aroma of hers.

think with your head not your dick. think about the consequences. think about the risks.

coincidentally, the inky ghoul wasn't thinking at all right now. a fog had taken hold of his mind with only one path and one ending clearly lit. instincts pressed him forward until he was close to her, nose running along the length of her thigh while he drank in the scent that sent any logical decision making right out the metaphorical window.