The air feels moist and heavy as your eyes take in the sight before you, moving slowly down her frame you see her deep black near abyss like hair, you continue your path slightly down and get enraptured by her glistening green eyes, a siren song of the flesh, as her firm nose and full cheeks to her sultry smile, barely showing two fanged canines of gleaming ivory. Her neck is adorned heavy metal choker engraved with red gems encrusted on its every side, the smooth flesh that shows around the edge of it seems to constantly have the slight glisten of moisture of almost dew like on her skin, as you take her in inch by luscious inch you finally reach her chest, the two orbs, almost always teasingly locked away in tight metal chain link, or heavy leathers that work to hide them just enough that you desire to see more, each laborious breath while wielding a blade, or rolling in bed seem to cause them to burst forward, to surge and heave as they lurch ahead bobbing up and down with that delicious, squeezable, and, smooth tit flesh.  As you try to pull yourself away from the entrancing show, of her simply breathing, you would come to see her firm and well-built shoulders, the strongly built musculature that would reside under a full plate of a trained and talented solider. Yet for her it shows no sign of combat, it is scar less, impeccable in every sense of the word, as you gaze on the flesh you only see succulent smooth sin as always holding the slightest hint of perspiration, a bitch perpetually in heat, or perhaps like a male… always in rut.   As you further trace down the arms practically seeing yourself  caressing them with your fingertips gliding around her as if to embrace, your eyes in this day dream come to see her hands clear of any rings or other such fineries and as you snap to reality they would tap lightly against her hips, the wide birthing hips that would seem to bring a damn near diabolical desire to grip and hold, if you weren't of course seeing her from behind, if so then the firm gradable ass is more than a want but a need to hold and grip with a firm touch as you gave yourself to this creature. The ass eases into fully shapely thighs that follow a chiseled perfection, that it seems to be a flawless gem of a limb, they almost always bared in another violently teasing show for the bystander and going to her digitrade legs, almost always with a metal armoring even when she bares all else and ended with two hooves that make a soft clatter with each step.  Yet, you return you gaze missing a key facet in this flawless gem, you look to her crotch and see with horror or pure delight, a large equine like cock, its length swollen and veined, a clear slick slime of precum always oils its length, the smell that radiates from it seems to be that of a mating musk and a strong remover of inhibitions, forced or willing, when the scent of this animal like tool takes to your senses you will soon be whimpering in need. More so when you see the large grape fruit like testicals that slosh behind it, the heavy balls churn with thick gooey baby batter giving its host no lack of fertile seed to pump into any waiting womb or to breed a new litter of demon young in some unexpected womb, yet if one were to lift them aside, the heavy orbs with rolling waves of cum sounding with a mouthwatering "slosh" as they are touched, you would discover the forbidden fruit, of a dripping slit oft neglected and oozing with liquid need and wanting and followed by a rose bud tucked delicately between her two pristine ass cheeks so passionately protecting it. Now do you feel awe, or fear? Does this woman whom towers over your desire and want, call you to her infernal or demonic self? And perhaps as you have been staring at her and drew her attention . Yet is that what you want? To have this woman stride over to you, force you to your knees and gently lift your chin to see what horrors lurk in the depths of the poison pools of lust that are her eyes…

Well that choice is yours…  or is it?

Lights:
The show you've been waiting for, now I know some people may be tired with hearing "I have no lights" or somesuch, but I'll make it simple. I will do damn near anything but the things I hold in a special place in the deep abyss of my darkly inclined heart are…
Breeding, exotic races, ensuring both parties are enjoying themselves, Rp is a crowd favorite, along with the reason a good deal of people are here, Erp. Now this is but a short list of a much longer volume like book of things I enjoy. Now, I'll give it to you simple, I am not shy and if you come off and as mark on the target that I enjoy- prepare for a fleshy arrow to meet your bullseye.  Now that doesn't just mean I pork everyone I speak to, as I said I enjoy RP as well!

As for Reds..
Rather clear, no scat, vomit, that nonsense. Gore and blood I'm not a fan off, but a little of the later isn't that bad I just don't want to see fountains. Now I've taken up enough of your time, but a last one! No children folks.

Final note, and hope you didn't suffer through this!
Thank you for reading and spending your time with this text book of a bio, my sincerest apologies if it was too much and I won't apologies if you found it spectacular.  I'm tell friendly, I'm actually friendly, and, if you want to bite I'll just make sure you don't mind hard. I'll see you on the streets or  in  the sheets my darling dears.