<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Salonika</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=65488.msg2967844#msg2967844">Quote from: Darkcide on 24-04-2010, 09:33:30</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_u">Lounge - Azrael</span><br/><br/>Azrael had long ago lost count of the number of women he'd been with, yet he had never came across one as forceful as Salonika. Her lips went to his and he instantly lost his train of thought, before he pulled his head back after a moment. Not because of fear of her or even apprehension, but another was on her breath and could be tasted on her lips. Also apparently at her tongue as she stuffed it into his mouth and pushed her body to his after speaking.<br/><br/>This woman was addled, she had to be. Just everything seemed so wrong, yet at the same time? The things she said, and the way she presented herself made perfect sense. However Azrael caught his breath and spoke <strong>"You...know of my senses, tasting him? It's oppressive and...not at all pleasant."</strong> Narrowing his eyes some as his guard was up, awaiting her next move as he cracked his neck slowly. <strong>"Why exactly are you lusting after me?"</strong> His head tilted some as he studied the strange woman, at this point he realized he didn't even know her name.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>With the kiss broken,  the questioning words,  that asked why she is lusting for him.    For a moment she looked  down,  in bare inaudible intone.   She would begin canting for a few moments.   Yet it seem an eternity as one waited for her to respond.   Raising her head up,  in which she flips her raven  black tresses and tossing  back behind her back and shoulders.   She would suddenly say one word at first.<br/><br/><em>आग !</em>In a strange tongue.  And around them would erupt on the floor a pentagram of fire encircling them.    She look now to you, her eyes pitch black. An her voice is as if speaking in tongues.<br/><br/><em>"You are not the only one that has to satisfy a beast within.   A craving that consumes,   I know this.   Now come to me,  copulate with me in fornication.  I shall reveal passions and delights to you. "</em>Her gaze drops upon completion of her response.<br/><br/>The pentagram would suddenly whisk out as her head lowered.  But only for a brief instances as she once again raises her gaze to in lined with yours.  Her eyes still that pitch black.   An the tribal tattooing of sigils seem to have come alive as they seem to move on her skin.     The folds of her labia drip with her heat.  As the scent of her arousal intensified.