Serpent Lake הזר

was this how they all spoke and acted out here? perhaps izaiah should familiarize himself with it, this strange, thick sense of discomfort. he does not react further to her.
hassan was fucking batshit for throwing him to the wolves like this.
there's a sharp intake of air and a soft blink before he meets her eyes again. he is patient. perhaps too much so. pharaoh, yes, his tongue slips from between his lips in order to wet them. you heard me correctly. i'd like to meet her.
one paw slinks up into the air and snakes beneath her jaw, seeking to cup her face in his grasp. he is entertained. his lips curl into a devilish shit-eating grin. would you like that?