01-02-2010, 09:29 PM
Azetha noticed her brother walk by but did not stop to really acknowledge him. She was tense and still in the process of working out her aggressive streak. She always seemed usually on edge this time of year, and she never really understood why. As he left teh room, her nose took in the musk of his arousal and it filled her lungs and mouth. She snapped her mouth shut and frowned at the flutter it caused in her belly. Her father and brother never did anything t odisguise that aroma, and it always made her uncomfortable.
A few moments later she realized that the room was growing cold, although with how hot she was from the exercise she didn't mind so much. It didn't take long for the Knowledge of its origin to sink in, and she started to get a little more edgy. She looked over and saw her brother standing by the window, and her pace began to slow. The look he was giving her made her feel very uncomfortable. She felt exposed, and awkward. She looked away and tried to block it out, but she could feel his stare, and a moment to late registered his movement.
As soon as his claws touched her she tried to move away, but his wings immediately ensnared her. The cold emanating from his body shot through the sweat that moistened her clothes and chilled her almost as deeply as his look. "No!" she said in a tone of fright, and outrage, then forced herself to calm down a bit. She had learned years earlier that some trait in the demonic side of her family caused them to gravitate towards siblings sexually, but she never expected it from her brother.
"Raziel" she said in a wavered tone that was firm, and calm, but obviously frightened, "Let me go. I don't like this. I'm going to my room."
A few moments later she realized that the room was growing cold, although with how hot she was from the exercise she didn't mind so much. It didn't take long for the Knowledge of its origin to sink in, and she started to get a little more edgy. She looked over and saw her brother standing by the window, and her pace began to slow. The look he was giving her made her feel very uncomfortable. She felt exposed, and awkward. She looked away and tried to block it out, but she could feel his stare, and a moment to late registered his movement.
As soon as his claws touched her she tried to move away, but his wings immediately ensnared her. The cold emanating from his body shot through the sweat that moistened her clothes and chilled her almost as deeply as his look. "No!" she said in a tone of fright, and outrage, then forced herself to calm down a bit. She had learned years earlier that some trait in the demonic side of her family caused them to gravitate towards siblings sexually, but she never expected it from her brother.
"Raziel" she said in a wavered tone that was firm, and calm, but obviously frightened, "Let me go. I don't like this. I'm going to my room."
Fhtagn!