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sing a little song
Open Riptide Isles  Volterra / Thranduil
Volterra
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It rapidly becomes apparent that this woman knows exactly how to work a man - each movement is so calculated, and dammit, it's working. Volterra might be a different stallion nowadays, hardened by loss and grief, but he is still a stallion and it's almost impossible for him to resist the allure of a beautiful mare. He tries his best, though; the Indomitable is stubborn if nothing else, and since his mind has decided that Delia is a Bad Idea, he's determined to smack his body into submission as well. That's easier said than done, but he gives it a valiant attempt.

"The pleasure is all mine, Delia." He does his best to keep any flirtation out of his thick rumble of a voice, but again, it's only natural for the lust to shine through. The warlord is distracted from his salacious train of thought by the mare's casual question, though; you are not from here. She is an astute one to have noticed that, and it ramps the beast's suspicious up a few notches as it confirms that she is as intelligent as she is beautiful.

"You are correct." He glances up to Vadir, as though hoping the golden queen will be able to offer advice on how to approach this situation. Volterra cannot lie, but nor does he want to give away everything about his entrance to the Rift, for fear this woman will use it against him. "I come from a land so far away from here...." A land of beauty, a land of life, a land where he was a king, a father, a lover. A land that he misses so damn much everyday that it aches, because he didn't just lose Isopia and Verzes and Ampere and Argen the day he was dragged through the Portal - he lost Helovia too, the only home he's ever known.

He shakes his great head, trying to rid himself of his morose expression. Her offer - spoken in that delectable voice that makes him hunger to accept - falls on greedy, eager ears, but again he tries to fight it. "You are a native of the Rift, then?" he questions, choosing instead to ignore it entirely.

IF IT FEELS GOOD, TASTES GOOD, IT MUST BE MINE
HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE
image: chan <3


@Delia



Messages In This Thread
sing a little song - by Delia - 07-21-2017, 08:26 PM
RE: sing a little song - by Volterra - 07-22-2017, 03:26 PM
RE: sing a little song - by Delia - 08-14-2017, 12:25 AM
RE: sing a little song - by Volterra - 08-14-2017, 04:40 PM
RE: sing a little song - by Delia - 08-18-2017, 08:59 PM
RE: sing a little song - by Volterra - 08-28-2017, 12:34 PM