Desrick had taken charge and command back from Falsedge swiftly, a fact that Sen had noticed as Seltheria fell into the very back of the group. She purposefully walked slowly as if she was having difficulty in her heels in order to make certain she was the last person in their marching order...
Seltheria disregarded the naga almost entirely as the situation began to escalate. He was already well in hand and under her thumb, with the way a little jiggling caused him to lose his composer Seltheria didn't see any future problems coming from him. She'd have him eating out of her hand in no...
Sen turned towards the voice who had called out to him, annoyed at his mistake but having the good sense to shift a blush into his cheeks, and smiled pretending to be embarrassed. "Oh dear," He said, "I seem to have gotten the address wrong." A manicured nail rested on full lips thoughtfully...
It had been a long time since he'd been a woman.
Sen Sunkisser strode confidently down the midnight streets of Delan, looking for the group he'd selected as his next mark. The large hips he'd formed as well as the ample backside swayed tantalizingly as he expertly walked in his high heels. His...