Kiss a lover, dance a measure
Find your name, and buried treasure
Find your name, and buried treasure
Water pressed against her, currents bending to press her backwards. Siren eyes narrowed with the prickly surface of the reef digging into her back, not sure she was liking where this was going.
"Do you now... And yet here you are, wasting your time on little old me... What gives, hm? Did I hurt you?"
Sticking her lower lip out in a mockery of remorse, her lashes fluttered with exaggerated innocence about as genuine as fool's gold. Nysa did test the strength of the tide against her tentacles, mood darkening even further at the dawning realization that she might be outclassed.
Against a fucking mouth breather! It was outrageous.
"Do you now... And yet here you are, wasting your time on little old me... What gives, hm? Did I hurt you?"
Sticking her lower lip out in a mockery of remorse, her lashes fluttered with exaggerated innocence about as genuine as fool's gold. Nysa did test the strength of the tide against her tentacles, mood darkening even further at the dawning realization that she might be outclassed.
Against a fucking mouth breather! It was outrageous.
Face your life; its pain, its pleasure
Nysadeia
