#; red your paragraph kick off.... gotta appreciate that kind of enthusiasm karlach asjask

[shadow-cleric]

@infernalapparatus // cont.

SHADOWHEART HAD A SOFT SPOT for tieflings. Blame it on her long lost and forgotten friendship with Nocturne , but her affection for Karlach has been undeniably growing despite herself. The cleric's void heart refused to feel for anyone or anything , so poorly misguided into Shar's teachings , but the barbarian has proved to be one impossible not to love. And this she tended to achieve rather naturally , leaving the Sharran defenseless and vulnerable, without the ability to hide behind any kind of armour or shield.

Her bra had been tossed to the ground , and she had turned to face her observer.Karlach was standing there , gawking at her flustered and Shadowheart's smile thrived upon her pale features , for the way the tiefling was watching her made her feel like some sort of deity . And the thought of being worshiped like this, rather than worshiping others, excited her. To the point that instead of sending the 'intruder' away , Shadowheart continued to remove the last pieces of clothing to indulge in her midnight swim.

Her head tilted to the side , and her smile beamed softer than ever as she continued to move under the moonlight , petite frame on display with the pair of fiery eyes on her tits , glaringly obvious.

" Need I?, " The cleric reiterated walking up to the other, smiling and dauntless. "Well, I guess I could use some heat whilst I indulge in my dip. Just as long as you don't venture and touch me...," The tug of her teeth at her own bottom lip suppressed a small chuckle as emerald hues wandered all over the other one's perfectly shaped and muscled body , on her turn, " Nonetheless. I don't see any harm in touching yourself, soldier."

Yes, the fire betwixt them was setting her senses ablaze, undeniably.