ᅠᅠᅠ
— the strangers 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙙 hand
𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐅𝐔𝐋 of
the Queen’s 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 asscheeks of hers.
“Apologies — seems I was lost
in thought …”
fingers 𝗗𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗚 into that 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋
𝐅𝐀𝐓-𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐒.
ᅠᅠᅠ
ᅠᅠᅠ
that 𝐬𝐢𝗺𝐩𝐥𝐞 walk of hers would
take a turn —
rounding the corner she collided
with the broad scaled chest of a 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝗼𝐧𝐛𝗼𝐫𝐧 , before the Queen could
fall after 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 a [ 𝐃𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘
Saving Throw ]
—
ᅠᅠᅠ
ᅠᅠᅠ
he 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 —
isn’t this just what she usually
hunts in …?
and it looks far less constricting
so she will be 𝑺𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮
around more than ever.
ᅠᅠᅠ
ᅠ
𝕮𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓 —— .ᐣ if only she knew
of the 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓𝒔 that lingered within
his mind …
the voices that scream ,
𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳. 𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳. 𝑲𝑰𝑳𝑳.
𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑫. 𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑫. 𝑩𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑫.
the visions that flood his mind
whenever his gaze is upon her.
ᅠ
🩸
. . . 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞 , she wasn't fast enough
due to her 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 hindering
her movement.
those same udders that the creature is
now 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 through her cleavage and
past those lips of hers.
She’d try her best to duck under his grasp. She could do this, right? She really hoped she could… she didn’t want to see what he’d do once he got her.
(Heads)
ᅠᅠᅠ
The distance is 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 seems
those 𝐅𝐀𝐓 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐒
are working against her in her
retreat — soon she was in arms
reach , the large creature about
to grab her.
[ >𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒< | 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒 ]
ᅠᅠᅠ
That clicking noise is every hope she had being dashed in a single moment… He uh… doesn’t need to know what she’s pointing at him.
Totally not important. Haha.