Motrax WIP Extended.
14 years ago
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She enjoys portraying herself as a half-aware and dimwitted beast, drunken in the stupor of her own bodily composure.
This is what I do in my spare time.
Also, its implications are gay.
:V
Motrax: *while holding Monitor within the clutch of his palms, he brushes his snout along Monitor's belly, inhaling strongly as his snout came between his thighs. He then rears his head back, staring into the eyes of his former servant* You are clean...
Monitor: *his heart racing in the uncertainty of his mind, he is weeping, opening his small mouth to speak to his lord* C-clean...?
Motrax: You are well kept. *he lifted his large head higher, looking down upon the terrified slith* Tell me. What have you been eating these days?
Monitor: *staring up into the eyes of the titan, he speaks in his fear* I am healthy, my king. I am kempt...
Motrax: *a grim smile grew in the corners of his mouth* That is why I have always loved you the most.
Monitor: *he gawks, his heart deadening in blissful disbelief*