Iibidine

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godofwarss

A vague sense of familiarity empowered him as he looked at the male. The sun poured out it's brilliant hot oranges and reds into the horizon like a pot of molten lava, engulfing him into its brighten was making him appear even more godlike. His greek features very defined as his eyes stared into his watching him. Taking in every move he dare took.
          
          Yet he did not move but simply watched. And as the sun sank lower toward the greying silhouettes of the woodland trees, the dogs moved wolfishly in a pack. Their brindled coats merged with the fading dappled shadows and they hunkered low to the ground, arriving to their master.
          
          " I recognise you, " he finally called his voice harsh yet like a melody that you never wanted to end. " silver, correct? "

godofwarss

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            " pray tell why I would hunt you and if I were to would you run away ? " he lifted a perfect eyebrow, his voice was like the magma chamber of a volcano, deep, but filled entirely with the molten rock. His voice could be powerful enough to make your bones feel like they were vibrating. When he spoke, everyone would turn, whether they knew him or not.
            
            "avara... " he muttered as if wanting to get used to it, the wolves at his sides whimpered and growled until their master signaled their leave.
            
            The left side of his faint red lip tugged upwards creating a sinister smirk on his god like face; casting a spell of lust to eyes that dare look his way.
            
            " I’m ares, "
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@godofwarss                  It’s peaceful ; depths of rich whiskey appearing like hell flame in the dying light of the sun even as he felt himself being watched . Light from the fading star wrapped his feminine curves and strong lithe build in the softest peaches and red ; giving life to something so cold and pale . 
            
            Stretching languidly across the sweet smelling grass his body finally relaxed and it was as if he were a statue, marble carved from the landscape into a being that dripped with divinity that wasn’t his own , enough to tempt even a god as the lounging sin sat up and finally made eye contact with the one watching him ; unable to not notice the dogs so loyally by his sides . 
            
            “ you aren’t going to hunt me are you , handsome? I’m afraid I’d get too excited for that . “ his own voice is that of rolling pleasure ; a lovers sigh as they come undone . sweet moan on the wind unbridled with lust . “ my name is avara , you must have me mistaken with someone else , Shame .”
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