Daphadoo

Her poppy curtains stained the late-morning light a seductive shade of blood- it cast upon her white chocolate shoulders, cradled her ripe hips- and nobody was there to watch the beautiful creature part from her slumber. Her lips, a deep rose in that lighting, were swollen with sleep like those of a small child. Dark honey locks splayed out around her flushed face like a mane, or a halo; both beast and beauty were appropriate for this lady. Over her breast and stomach was a light fabric, creamy like her complexion- a sleeveless mediator to her desirable state. The beast was the vitality behind her eyes when she woke. The fate, the flaw, the

Hey all you guys, just wanted to say a big fat thank you for watchin my dA. It really means a lot to me to know that people actually enjoy my artwork as much as I enjoy making it. Welp, have a nice night c: