(shit, but that's hissed out again in a frenzied loop of curses. that's the other issue with texas, she hides it well yet risk also is another part that plays at getting her going. could be those teeth, a knife in the right places, or more than this if someone really knew what they were doing. her pulse is hammering against her skin, sharp exhales while that effort is clearly working its magic on a lupo like her. who knew that the former mafia princess that had the world at her fingertips could turn out this way, worse off in some ways but also not at the same time in her choices.
the pain from her teeth, the bruises suckled in from her lips getting rougher. she can tell she wants more of her skin, the thin layer of sweat along it and the scent of texas hangs along closely. like rain, like subtle cologne. more than that (lone wolves do carry a unique scent to other lupo, not to any others) mixed into her body. if she's that hungry, she should play along with this game. it's her body that was the bet payment for "use" however w wants to spin it at any time. could be like now in this debauched resort.
could be another time, with less patience on both sides for the wait in this teasing going on. that look in cellinia's eyes is full of hunger, a lot of it. dark enough to make it almost seem like she's a step away from being a wild animal more than a human. restraints been something she's good at despite herself, as long as she had a reason to be and she's been showing considerable patience in not letting herself go so quickly. sure, she'll take responsibility for letting a feral monster rediscover how much she likes to bite.
(if only because texas is learning more tonight that she's into both giving and receiving those teeth marks.)
not all of her body had been claimed up like this, the growls low growls mixed into moans leaving her is a dead giveaway for that. the way she snarls out pleasured sounds, how one of her hands is digging clawed lines in the flooring (at least she doesn't have to pay for that) with each second it's dragged out. that light lick of her to get a taste did however, cause the hand that had raked those lines to dig more sharply in how she tenses. she's almost feeling like she actually is in heat from how much it's eating at her. texas isn't very good at this (honestly it'd be impressive if she was good at dirty talk knowing how she acts) but that didn't mean she was about to give up when she hisses out:)
....I want that filthy mouth of yours to eat me up. (surely there's more....) To fuck me nice and pretty, cover me in bruises and teeth marks. (oh. there it is, she honestly is groaning and whining from how much she's aching by admitting this. texas doesn't do this with making these admissions, much less begging, but it's something different tonight. she'll take it and run with it.)
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the pain from her teeth, the bruises suckled in from her lips getting rougher. she can tell she wants more of her skin, the thin layer of sweat along it and the scent of texas hangs along closely. like rain, like subtle cologne. more than that (lone wolves do carry a unique scent to other lupo, not to any others) mixed into her body. if she's that hungry, she should play along with this game. it's her body that was the bet payment for "use" however w wants to spin it at any time. could be like now in this debauched resort.
could be another time, with less patience on both sides for the wait in this teasing going on. that look in cellinia's eyes is full of hunger, a lot of it. dark enough to make it almost seem like she's a step away from being a wild animal more than a human. restraints been something she's good at despite herself, as long as she had a reason to be and she's been showing considerable patience in not letting herself go so quickly. sure, she'll take responsibility for letting a feral monster rediscover how much she likes to bite.
(if only because texas is learning more tonight that she's into both giving and receiving those teeth marks.)
not all of her body had been claimed up like this, the growls low growls mixed into moans leaving her is a dead giveaway for that. the way she snarls out pleasured sounds, how one of her hands is digging clawed lines in the flooring (at least she doesn't have to pay for that) with each second it's dragged out. that light lick of her to get a taste did however, cause the hand that had raked those lines to dig more sharply in how she tenses. she's almost feeling like she actually is in heat from how much it's eating at her. texas isn't very good at this (honestly it'd be impressive if she was good at dirty talk knowing how she acts) but that didn't mean she was about to give up when she hisses out:)
....I want that filthy mouth of yours to eat me up. (surely there's more....) To fuck me nice and pretty, cover me in bruises and teeth marks. (oh. there it is, she honestly is groaning and whining from how much she's aching by admitting this. texas doesn't do this with making these admissions, much less begging, but it's something different tonight. she'll take it and run with it.)