Lion Head Mesa i haven't left your bed since

hope its okay i ranked her! lmk! <3

the mourning, he reminded himself. the lamentations. she hunted him with her silvermoon eyes and he felt himself unraveling. what hungers she must have.
"the man raimo, is he yours?" ramesses' voice was a velveteen purr. he wanted to possess her, to take her from the lesser being.