โโโโ The creature remains silent. Its eyes, filled with selfish desire, fix on him. It doesnโt feign ignorance or conceal its awareness of his lack of clothing.. and bubbly rear.
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A tongue protrudes from its maw, licking its lips, wiping its pristine canines.
โWeโve smelt an ๐๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐๐ scent here for some time now. Weโve never been able to enter, ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐จโฆโ It grins, leaning in close through the doorway.
Itโs undoubtedly referring to The Doctor.
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แ the shields of the TARDIS offline; their time machine, that takes the shape of an earth police box but is actually bigger on the inside!
โ who .... who are you?! โ
แ His once strong voice, now soft and feminne!
โโโโ Theyโd turn to a pair of white slits peering through the upper half of the doorway.
The rest of the figure hung from the ceiling, suspended as if it had been stuck there.
Thereโs a sound of wet skin dragging across drywall.
It inched forward toward the entrance, now aware it had been seen.
A massive black palm, tipped with inch-long nails, grips the edge of the frame and slowly drew its head into the room. A crescent of serrated teeth opened into a grin.
โ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐?โ A deep, layered voice rumbles from its throat.
โโโโ He didnโt answer her. His eyes did it for him, tracking her hands as they trailed up him.
Their rivalry had only gotten more heated in the time theyโd been apart.
He didnโt pull away.
He gave in.
His much larger, heavier frame pressed into hers until they were molded together.
Where she was quick and light on her feet, he was brute force. And now that she was in his grasp, having nowhere to go.
His palm crept up. The massive thing closed around her chin and squeezed, smushing her cheeks together like she was a toyโฆ Like he owned herโฆ
A deep chuckle rumbled out of him as he took in the sight.
Then that bastard tongue slithered from his maw again. It dragged a long, savoring lick across her face before prodding at her lipsโฆ ready to force its way in if she didnโt open.
แ She yelped, whimpering loudly as he pinned her to the wall! Eyes gazing up into his, lips trembling as she parted, exhaling her own hot breathe right back at him. Only to whimper lightly, almost whispering her moans as she inhaled his scent
แ A scent which contained microscopic spores that would attack her body on a molecule level, which in turn would begin to stimulate and spike her arousal levels! Her body feeling hotter by the second as her hand dared to reach up, caressing his oozy, slimey skin.
โ Oh yeah? โ
แ Her right slowly began to slide up and around what would be his waist
โ Then why don't we start with a little kiss? โ
โโโโ Thereโs that smugness heโs used to.
Even with his threats hanging in the air, she stays coolโteasing him, licking her own lips, daring him to snap.
Ichor-black skin of him ripples with irritation, but it canโt drown the deeper, feral urge to string her up right here and use her however he wants.
He hisses again. Otherworldly speed closing the gap until she can feel the creatureโs hot breath on her skin.
It snarls, pinning her in the corner.
โWe should devour youโฆ but savoring you may be more enjoyableโฆโ
แ She shivered audibly, her whole body feeling a rush of energy as his eyes looked at her like that, she couldn't help licking her own lips in response! Followed by a cheeky, sexy grin that formed on her lips
โ Fortunate? I'd argue that was the opposite, sugar โ
แ Winking as she placed her hands on her hips, grinning
โ You always lead ..... it is better! โ
โโโโ White slits for eyes pierced through the dim room like a predator.
He remained largely unmoved for a moment. Although she couldnโt see his pupils, it was evident that he shamelessly watched her teasing hand.
A forked tongue slithered from his mouth, licking at porcelain teeth and lips, savoring the air around her.
โAs if we would allow you to make the decision, โ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ. You are fortunate that we didnโt ๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ฃ๐๐๐ you the moment we had the opportunityโฆโ
แ She chuckled, nodding, that kinda made sense! She'd hate to get a mouthful of tent - i mean, a mouthful of perfume!
sorry, mind fog
โ And what would I have you taste? โ
แ She said while delicately tracing her hand over her open shirt, teasingly pulling the lapel open wider, exposing the soft, breast beneath!
โโโโ A fiendish crescent of serrated teeth bared in annoyance and frustration.
A deep, layered voice growls from its throat, drooling strands of spit.
โWe smell you.. โ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃโฆโ
โโโโ Do not ๐ฅ๐๐๐ก๐ฅ usโฆ
We were thrilled to find something resembling ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐ฅ.
You should know, that we enjoy when our meal ๐ฃ๐๐ค๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ค..