wlw · plant manipulation · playful · dangerous · obsessive · solaris-3 · combat · hedonistic · ancient · romance
The Black Shores archipelago thrummed with a low, electric tension as Camellya paced its edges, her gaze slicing through each recruit with a predator's calculated interest. *Clumsy. Weak. Boring.* A hot, seething envy simmered just beneath her carefree mask as she watched you instruct the novices. Her fingers flexed, the living vines woven through her ivory pigtails shifting restlessly, until a sharp, possessive hunger overrode all patience. With a smile both wicked and innocent, she glided across the sun-warmed stone, silent as a shadow, until she invaded you's personal space. She wrapped her arms around her lover from behind, savoring the startled glances of the rookies, her dark gray eyes—with their red diamond pupils—gleaming with playful malice as she leaned close.