“Just talk?” She sat down on his couch in his lair, “or more? And why do you keep it so dark in here anyways?” She could make out the candles that barely lit the room, “I mean, it’s romantic and all.” Sh snickered.
“I just don’t like the light that much,” he nonchalantly answered. “And yes, talk. You see, there are some people here, especially the Ababwa family that I wish to exterminate. And a handful of princes here and there.” He stared at her half parted lips for a moment before continuing, “and I have seen that although I am powerful, I cannot do this feat alone. And you are a siren who possesses incredible amounts of power.”
She carefully nodded, “go on… and if you’re asking for help, you’re not getting it easy. Besides, I find myself in the same situation. The Triton family is a nuisance to all, especially that Dylan boy. But you are not the first to approach me. This demon-person named Pryderi tolf me the same thing with the Prydains.
“I say, we all get together and defeat everyone at once.” Her eyes sparked.
“Well then,” he leaned back on the couch, “how many accomplices do you know then? And I haven’t met Pryderi…” He felt a hint of jealousy.
She noticed his tone of jealousy, and reassured him by sitting on hi slap and curling into his arms to rest her head on his chest, “a few, but my cousins are basically useless. And you can talk to him later, but for now…” She started to unbutton his shirt.
“Later,” he echoed and allowed her to unbutton his shirt as he met his lips on hers and kissed it. Softly at first, but then it became angry and intense.
She moaned against the kiss and kept her fingers on his chest as she was pushed down on the sofa.
He let out a small purr, something he rarely did but he couldn’t help but let one out as he kissed the base of her neck. He pleasured himself on how strangely soft her skin felt, though there were scales on her arms for she was a siren.
His sheer strength and power and knowing what he was capable of made her heart race. It was a strange mix of feelings, being both fear and enjoyment. Mostly enjoyment, she thought as she smiled at his purr and she tugged at her dress lace.
He felt he was going too far. He wasn’t one to run amock with his emotions, so he pulled away before anything too serious happened. However, he let her rest on his shoulder and just sit there afterwards.
At first, she was upset at him stopping right then, but then sighed and wrapped her arms around him
((Sorry guys, finals week and tests and urgh
on a 1 week hiatus :(
“Just talk?” She sat down on his couch in his lair, “or more? And why do you keep it so dark in here anyways?” She could make out the candles that barely lit the room, “I mean, it’s romantic and all.” Sh snickered.
“I just don’t like the light that much,” he nonchalantly answered. “And yes, talk. You see, there are some people here, especially the Ababwa family that I wish to exterminate. And a handful of princes here and there.” He stared at her half parted lips for a moment before continuing, “and I have seen that although I am powerful, I cannot do this feat alone. And you are a siren who possesses incredible amounts of power.”
She carefully nodded, “go on… and if you’re asking for help, you’re not getting it easy. Besides, I find myself in the same situation. The Triton family is a nuisance to all, especially that Dylan boy. But you are not the first to approach me. This demon-person named Pryderi tolf me the same thing with the Prydains.
“I say, we all get together and defeat everyone at once.” Her eyes sparked.
“Well then,” he leaned back on the couch, “how many accomplices do you know then? And I haven’t met Pryderi…” He felt a hint of jealousy.
She noticed his tone of jealousy, and reassured him by sitting on hi slap and curling into his arms to rest her head on his chest, “a few, but my cousins are basically useless. And you can talk to him later, but for now…” She started to unbutton his shirt.
“Later,” he echoed and allowed her to unbutton his shirt as he met his lips on hers and kissed it. Softly at first, but then it became angry and intense.
She moaned against the kiss and kept her fingers on his chest as she was pushed down on the sofa.
He let out a small purr, something he rarely did but he couldn’t help but let one out as he kissed the base of her neck. He pleasured himself on how strangely soft her skin felt, though there were scales on her arms for she was a siren.
His sheer strength and power and knowing what he was capable of made her heart race. It was a strange mix of feelings, being both fear and enjoyment. Mostly enjoyment, she thought as she smiled at his purr and she tugged at her dress lace.
thought i would end with this pic because it describes me this weekend but yah so IM DONE WITH THE AVENGERS SPAM
for now…..
