Lion Head Mesa fist & jaw

we can fade here and move to a new thread if u want? <3

Khusobek's expression had soured, and in his wake, he left a long trail of dragging footprints. Not unlike an alligator crawling from a sewer.
She's left alone with Eset after a bitter order from the fellow mazoi, and at that, Zaahira blows air from her nose in a way that resembled a chuckle. I am sorry if he gives you trouble, Eset. Some are... kinder to fellahin than others. A shift of her shoulders; she hoped she herself would be considered favorable, but Eset's wariness and fervent professionalism is palpable.
She understood why.
Wading up onto the edge of the baths, slender body is given a shake before her tongue begins to run over a silken foreleg. The trembling had subsided somewhat now that there was room between them to breathe, but her eyes remained softened. You are welcome to join me for wine, if you would like. she says, then; not a command, but a request.