Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170718020108

(Hound) A laviscious look crosses Sahar's face. "Is that so..."

She snaps her fingers.

What Samia would do to light, Sahar does with darkness. It drops like heavy night, shrouding everything. Light sources give off an eerie, iridescent glow, with shining glass and points of brightness giving off pools of radiance in the velvet black. The incense wafts in a glowing trail, threads of smoke lacing the air. Everything seems to be in a dim, fluorescent haze. It's mysterious...and thrilling.

The music changes... 

Sahar puts her hands behind her hood, thrusting her breasts out as her hips move to the beat. Samia, still in her tail's embrace, feels herself moved by the deep, pulsing rhythm.

''Do you dance, I wonder? What moves you? A man who acts solely on fear is in a prison of his own making...even if he refuses.''

She undulates around him in a slow circle...