10-11-2016, 02:22 PM
Gerard watched in amazement every twist and stealth change on Lumin's face, following his instructions and relaxing at the mix on the air of a herbal paste with the omega's delightful mark. A grin drew on his lips as the passive made his hoofs click on the floor, beautiful legs going up and down and a royal bright tail covering his pure entrance, that smelled heavenly.
My apologies. I didn't have the decency to take a bath before coming here. Stated Garard blushing, holding his leather vest tightly, only exposing more his big arms and toned chest. His manly aroma betraying him in front of a sinless marvel. Of all the days possible, today was the worst. With only a quick visit to a pond early morning, he performed an endless harvesting, followed by two hours of hunting rabbits and at last the incident with the barrels. His body reeking of alpha musk induced by labor.
Why did I come to a healer hall without even showering? He asked himself.
He's perfect and I came here looking like waste. Oh mate, hope you don't pass on me. Destiny has to do with something here, I'm sure. He thought.
He then took off his vest, staying in "human terms", totally naked with a sense of shame. However, his primal side felt good with this, in some way imposing himself in front of other possible wooers, centaur legs firmly planted.
Please, go ahead healer. I'm pleased to be in the hands of a lovely taur like you. He regretted those last words instantly.
My apologies. I didn't have the decency to take a bath before coming here. Stated Garard blushing, holding his leather vest tightly, only exposing more his big arms and toned chest. His manly aroma betraying him in front of a sinless marvel. Of all the days possible, today was the worst. With only a quick visit to a pond early morning, he performed an endless harvesting, followed by two hours of hunting rabbits and at last the incident with the barrels. His body reeking of alpha musk induced by labor.
Why did I come to a healer hall without even showering? He asked himself.
He's perfect and I came here looking like waste. Oh mate, hope you don't pass on me. Destiny has to do with something here, I'm sure. He thought.
He then took off his vest, staying in "human terms", totally naked with a sense of shame. However, his primal side felt good with this, in some way imposing himself in front of other possible wooers, centaur legs firmly planted.
Please, go ahead healer. I'm pleased to be in the hands of a lovely taur like you. He regretted those last words instantly.
