@upriser
❛ OH HONEY , did i step on your tail ? ❜ seconds ago he would’ve been the most insignificant little whelp her pointed toe kicked aside like some scrap of tissue , but when their eyes connected , lord there was that spark only a succubus could sense . sexual prowess rises , lures under the purr of sweet vocal caress , hand gentle as it places its triangular palm to striker’s chest , her slightly taller frame slinking closer to the wrathful hellborn’s sternum .
WRATH RING had summoned her down for a concert , for a new touch of her sultry serenade themed for a rodeo’s aftermath as the finale for mud wrestlers . tassels swing from forearms , the white suede jacket cropped short to reveal the slender stomach that blossomed into cowgirl skirt , thigh high heels that had been tacked on with glittery spurs for the occasion . as presence leans in , either party’s hats tip back with their fronts frenching awkwardly allow them to tip back from the confrontational closeness .
black laced lips leer inches from the mustached menace , the imp having been backed up against barn-side out of view of current participants , the succubus kneading fingertips against breastbone as she cants her forehead in to lay against striker’s own . ❛ rare thing to hear this in hell , but i’m sorry . . . is there any way a city girl like me can , i dunno , make it up for inconveniencing a hard working prairie fella like you ? ❜
❛ anything you need or want , sir ; herding , baling hay , maybe even -- tendin’ to you ? ❜
