Charlie
You know I talk too much
honey, come put your lips on mine & shut me up
honey, come put your lips on mine & shut me up
Beaming, her tail swishing in response to the butcher's praise, the priestess glances over her shoulder, flashing him a fanged smile even as she shivers with delight at the delicate movement of the feathers upon her bare skin.
The crunch of glass beneath his boots has a dark thrill rushing up the back of Charlie's throat, though certainly, nothing compares to the guided movement of the feather now that it's within the butcher's hand. Lifting her chin and rolling her tongue against the top of her mouth in a purr, she shivers beneath his ministrations, her tail falling docilely toward the floor. "I'm glad you liked it." She hums adoringly, hazarding a glance at him over her shoulder and beaming.
"I really enjoyed the challenge, actually." Back in her when, pleasure had simply meant fucking, and chaos boiled down to death. Only in the here and now where such things weren't as openly welcomed, Charlie had been forced to think harder about the ways in which they might appease their appetites, before realizing that their base desires could still be satisfied in more subtle and sophisticated ways.
'I'm so glad you like it! I spent an afternoon last week sampling all sorts of tea. At first I couldn't always taste the flavours they said were in them, but after a few tries I found that I really could.' The one she'd chosen for Asta had been a combination of a spicy herb and dark cherry; the flavours meant to compliment one another (or so the merchant had said).
The crunch of glass beneath his boots has a dark thrill rushing up the back of Charlie's throat, though certainly, nothing compares to the guided movement of the feather now that it's within the butcher's hand. Lifting her chin and rolling her tongue against the top of her mouth in a purr, she shivers beneath his ministrations, her tail falling docilely toward the floor. "I'm glad you liked it." She hums adoringly, hazarding a glance at him over her shoulder and beaming.
"I really enjoyed the challenge, actually." Back in her when, pleasure had simply meant fucking, and chaos boiled down to death. Only in the here and now where such things weren't as openly welcomed, Charlie had been forced to think harder about the ways in which they might appease their appetites, before realizing that their base desires could still be satisfied in more subtle and sophisticated ways.
'I'm so glad you like it! I spent an afternoon last week sampling all sorts of tea. At first I couldn't always taste the flavours they said were in them, but after a few tries I found that I really could.' The one she'd chosen for Asta had been a combination of a spicy herb and dark cherry; the flavours meant to compliment one another (or so the merchant had said).
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
