Jan 29, 2023
Final commission of the set, wrapping up with a chumby Hemlock for @weeping-gospels !
Loading...
seen from Malaysia
seen from Uzbekistan
seen from Italy
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from Maldives
seen from Slovakia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Maldives
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
Final commission of the set, wrapping up with a chumby Hemlock for @weeping-gospels !
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
My dash rn
Narrows eyes.
The aura is crimson..but with hints of lavender.
“ You look like a Daemon…but your aura has other colors aside from hellfire. What are you? “
Certainly not Skar. But he’s really the only Daemon she’s aware of and his aura is FLAMING red.
The Daemon Prince was not her usual size today - shrunken down, so as not to terrify her new curiosity. She had many reasons to seek this one out; least of all that she caught the smell of those she knew on her.
And death. Not merely from killing, but what she was.
"Oh, I am very much a Daemon, pretty girl. I serve the Dark Prince." She purred, her voice a strange contrast of two overlapping tones and an almost serpentine rattle. The type of tone someone might give their most dedicated lover - which was nonsense, of course. Something about her was just wrong.
"But you... oh, you smell of Skaven. Quite a curiosity; they have little use for man nor beast if it is not as a slave. Little rodents after my own heart, truly."
BANGS FIST ON TABLE.
“ GIVE ME THAT POTION RIGHT NOW, INVADE MY DREAMS — “
Cackles and offers her a small vial.
"Here, pretty girl. I do hope you understand that this will make you mine. No other will be able to claim you."
Putting aside Khornate brands, but those would be coming off soon.
Kicks back and eats popcorn.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Sniff.
“ Is it true you prefer the slutrat over me? After all we have been through? You would still chose Priestess Cumqueen over me? “
"It is not a matter of preference, sweet thing. My desire for Heliinx is purely practical. I wish to pick her brains for their cruelty, put a bow on her, skin her and wear her beautiful white fur around my shoulders . I was made ascendant before her species crawled out of the depths and I have met none quite like her. I wish to own her and keep her for myself, even if she has spat in my face more than once."
She speaks with the same casualness as one might reference a doll.
"Besides, I have no interest in bedding her. Skaven make poor bedwarmers, for the most. You are entertaining and keep my interest."
“ If you put her in a coma for several years discarded behind some alleyway I will personally let you rail me for all of eternity. “
Lyss cackles.
"Ah, I am afraid I cannot quite do that, my dear. I have too many plans involving Heliinx for now. Though, it is equally cute you think I cannot already rail you for all eternity."
Casually just. Slams her gauntleted hand into the wall behind her, cracking the material — then lifts the pretty thing’s chin up with one talon.
“ Now, I do not need to feed off of blood…
But if I did, I am sure I would be drunk off of yours every day ~ . “
Lyss laughs, joyfully.
"So bold." She purrs as she leans forward, her fangs clasped in a wickedly playful grin. "My blood is, like everything else about me, certainly intoxicating. You are more than welcome to find out."