charlie
"You're the best."
From what Charlie was learning, hers had certainly been the golden era of the ancients. That the others hadn't experienced anything even close helped the blonde understand a bit more about why some were so hesitant to embrace their cultural and predatorial instincts. She couldn't help feeling sad for them though, which only strengthened her resolve to bring them whatever she could from the ways of old.
"Even better than human flesh in my opinion." The priestess purrs, grinning devilishly as if she's just said something blasphemous.
Leaning down, Charlie first presses a sweet kiss against Danta's fingers were they curled over his, before wrapping her tongue around two of his fingers and sucking the blood of all the way down to the knuckle. Lifting her eyes as her teeth graze against his skin as she pulls his fingers from her mouth, Charlie licks her bottom lip slowly before handing the heart over to the Maverick. "Hold this?" She asks, before pulling her shirt entirely over her head to bear her breasts in the firelight. Bringing the flames closer that the DeepFrost chill might not harden her body, the priestess lowers a blood hand toward one breast to bloody her nipple with her palm.
"The final step is the orgy." Charlie explains softly, her blue eyes dark with arousal. "Masturbation if you're alone—" Or a bit of necrophilia, Charlie didn't judge. "—or sex in pairs." With one hand squeezing her breast, admittedly small, but such came with being so small, the priestess reached out to place her palm between Danta's legs. "And I'd really like to fuck you."
From what Charlie was learning, hers had certainly been the golden era of the ancients. That the others hadn't experienced anything even close helped the blonde understand a bit more about why some were so hesitant to embrace their cultural and predatorial instincts. She couldn't help feeling sad for them though, which only strengthened her resolve to bring them whatever she could from the ways of old.
"Even better than human flesh in my opinion." The priestess purrs, grinning devilishly as if she's just said something blasphemous.
Leaning down, Charlie first presses a sweet kiss against Danta's fingers were they curled over his, before wrapping her tongue around two of his fingers and sucking the blood of all the way down to the knuckle. Lifting her eyes as her teeth graze against his skin as she pulls his fingers from her mouth, Charlie licks her bottom lip slowly before handing the heart over to the Maverick. "Hold this?" She asks, before pulling her shirt entirely over her head to bear her breasts in the firelight. Bringing the flames closer that the DeepFrost chill might not harden her body, the priestess lowers a blood hand toward one breast to bloody her nipple with her palm.
"The final step is the orgy." Charlie explains softly, her blue eyes dark with arousal. "Masturbation if you're alone—" Or a bit of necrophilia, Charlie didn't judge. "—or sex in pairs." With one hand squeezing her breast, admittedly small, but such came with being so small, the priestess reached out to place her palm between Danta's legs. "And I'd really like to fuck you."
she's the giggle at a funeral
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
