08-08-2016, 10:31 PM
Gunsynd
I wanna chain you up I wanna tie you down
Amid all the hushed voices and the quiet vibrations of the forest, something that didn’t belong. His dark eyes almost feel the desire to shield themselves under heavy lids from the white creature that wanders into his vicinity. He watches silently from the cover of the shadows as she wanders, seemingly without direction. Hungry eyes watch the feminine form as it moves about before him, like a private show. He passively notices the changes of her features and smiles to himself to wonder what haunts her thoughts.
Her words pierce the air and a deep chuckle erupts from deep in his throat. It resonates in the thick air around them and he can feel it rebound from the trees and the soft ground he stands on. He moves his heavy body towards her now, relishing in her look of disgust at the sight of him. Not the reaction he usually gets from those of her sex. A predatory smile remains on his lips as he brushes against the female, the shadow of his pelt turning the brilliant, sterile white of hers where they touched. The white spread in spirals, dispersing the shadows until he matched her exactly. The transparent bone and leather appendages appeared now on his shoulders but were now sheathed in pure white feathers like an angel’s wings. Finally, his dark gleaming eyes turned a pure blue to match hers. Perhaps his little flower will find this style more appealing.
But there was no hiding that malicious smile or the glint of the hunt in his eyes. Rounding her, he breathes in her scent like a delicate perfume and comes back to her front, continuing his snicker and allowing his lips to brush along her side as he moves. He licks his lips and enjoys the taste of her that lingers there. “Now why would you want to leave so soon, angel?” His blue eyes glance at her face, enjoying the fear emblazoned there and he smiles once more. “We’ve just met. Now tell me, what can I call you?”
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