Post by Whipster on Jan 13, 2015 19:35:10 GMT -7
we become savages
The emotions running through the girl was not fear or intimidation, more some type of excitement that lit up her body in tingles like some sparkles. She had followed, so obediently, but distantly, behind the older stallion. There was no resistance from Tierney — he had spoken to her in a voice she longed for, deep and husky. The girl took long strides along the changing terrain as they moved along, and she wondered where he was taking her. Just earlier that day, she had danced across her home to gaze upon the golden jewel he had stolen. A girl from, what she had gathered, belonged to this man. Kladdan was known to her in some ways. Father had taken his wife some months before, and didn't fight for her. She remembered it, hearing her fathers grave lectures of commitment and lack of. He had eaten himself alive over the loss of Fiore, something about her was likable.
Tierney almost couldn't contain herself. She had waited long now for something to come her way, change her path. A girl who was stuck in wanderlust, but chained to her fathers heal. She would be the heir to his library; she would assume all of his debts and advances. It was tiring, being a princess. Parts of her had hoped mother would sport him a boy this coming fall...someone else to take the crown after. Tierney knew her father loved her, though, knew that she was his world and his blood was probably boiling black. She could see the springs up ahead, stopping herself short and staring after the brute whom had taken her. The young girl exhaled and cleared her throat, obvious in her attempt for his attention. "What do I get out of this whole mess?" she ventured the boundary of tyrant and slave, decided to walk the line of defiant and submissive.
Her eyes glimmered with mischief, like a sky churning from an oncoming storm, lightning flashing like diamonds. Tierney didn't care about boundaries then, starting on again toward the stallions rump, brushing past him in calculated steps, and batting an eye as she passed. It was like a twisted fairy tail, wasn't it? "You can't expect a princess to not object to becoming a...whatever pleases you." She was young, and oh, so, stupid.
credit to Dark Raveness of adoxographyTierney almost couldn't contain herself. She had waited long now for something to come her way, change her path. A girl who was stuck in wanderlust, but chained to her fathers heal. She would be the heir to his library; she would assume all of his debts and advances. It was tiring, being a princess. Parts of her had hoped mother would sport him a boy this coming fall...someone else to take the crown after. Tierney knew her father loved her, though, knew that she was his world and his blood was probably boiling black. She could see the springs up ahead, stopping herself short and staring after the brute whom had taken her. The young girl exhaled and cleared her throat, obvious in her attempt for his attention. "What do I get out of this whole mess?" she ventured the boundary of tyrant and slave, decided to walk the line of defiant and submissive.
Her eyes glimmered with mischief, like a sky churning from an oncoming storm, lightning flashing like diamonds. Tierney didn't care about boundaries then, starting on again toward the stallions rump, brushing past him in calculated steps, and batting an eye as she passed. It was like a twisted fairy tail, wasn't it? "You can't expect a princess to not object to becoming a...whatever pleases you." She was young, and oh, so, stupid.
illegal & kladdan❤️
I'm still Splashs on there!
I miss rping.
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