Thread: Witchcraft isn't Dead (RippledStatic x Sketchyequine)

He couldnt only grin sheepishly as she reacted, unaware just what game she was playing, despite his thoughts to the contrary I suppose not, so far out here.... he nodded and yes...the trails are rather lonely and the other people I see are for perhaps an hour or two at most... he didnt expressly say he didnt get any action but the wording was still obvious. As she led him away, and deeper into her lair, he followed suit, still something was off and still something was tugging at the back of his skull like the animal part of his brain was screaming at him to run as the logical side saw only a gracious...and perhaps very forward, if a bit strange, hostess. Up the stairs, he marveled at the place and almost wanted to say if she every sold it she could likely turn it into a museum, though as his eyes turned to look at her he was greeted with a rather alluring sight of both her backside and long legs, just a peek of something more as well, just to tease as if she knew exactly how to position her body for it. You must have quite a family history to own such a place he said after several long seconds to compose himself and avert his eyes, still her lures were having their intended affect, Lucas was second guessing himself, two lonely people, what was the harm in it? My family has a long history here as well, centuries, but I imagine it is dwarfed by yours. She explained the living situation and while it was certainly unusual it was far from unheard of. The hallway lined with rooms, all of these were bedrooms? they seemed almost the size of small apartments, she could always open a hostel if she wanted more business....then they arrived at the very end, one side was evidently the master, the other a guest room she maintained it seemed. Naturally the witch led the way into the master bedroom and he gazed around, the motif of red...like blood, no...like his blood, why was she so specific. Several odd sentences struck him at once and he blinked, feeling a bit light headed. What....what exactly are you? his eyes returned to her to find her now very much in the nude and expectantly waiting for him on the bed. He took a half step backward. This house, you, this is all so unusual... He had broken some unseen trance, the sway she held over men and women alike, not unheard of but certainly not a common occurrence. Lucas took another half step and shook his head, damage control, he didnt need a strange woman out in the woods attempting to seduce him suddenly turning, who knew what she was capable of. I mean I am very flattered, I am but Im not one to jump into bed so quickly and with someone I barely know, I think I should really just continue on I wont bug you any longer. He reached behind him and felt for the doorknob, placing his glass on a nearby dresser as if somehow trying to remain somewhat courteous. You are very beautiful....very alluring but Im afraid I really, really shouldnt be staying his mind felt like a mess he couldnt come up with a decent way to excuse himself and still entirely unaware of what he had nearly walked into and was still actively trying to escape, knowing only that something was very very off about this place, this woman and this whole scenario.