Ass and Titties

charlie

If Kaisel’s words land anywhere near offense, Charlie doesn’t let it show; instead, she lets her lashes lower in a slow flutter, her body unfurling in a languid stretch that arches her back just enough for the curve of her breasts to slip into view from beneath the fall of her hair. The motion is unhurried, deliberate, a flicker of temptation before she settles back onto her elbows again.

"I'm Centuries old, sugar," she says with a bright, purring ease. "So yes, I’ve been a muse and mused-on more than a few times." At his comment about her being someone anyone could enjoy, she tilts her head, the firelight catching on her ruby horns and painting her in molten gold and crimson. "Thank you," she purrs. "Sex, I’ve found, is one of the purest ways to worship Dygra. Passion, chaos, creation—why wouldn't I take advantage of that?" Her tail gives a lazy flick across the bedding, a punctuation mark to the statement.

Then, with an almost feline curiosity, she lets her gaze drift to his sketchpad. "Flowers, hm?" she muses aloud, head canting slightly as her hair slips forward over one bare shoulder. "So what made you decide to switch up your focus tonight?"

oh I like my boys playin' hard to get
and I like my men all incompetent

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!