On a mission (Open to Ivy and Crawly)

Deadly Ambrosia · More than a Woman

On a mission (Open to Ivy and Crawly)

Crawly · Creepy Crawly

Her imaginary friend scoffed at the bone she was holding up.

"That's a femur. I want a humerus."

With her head tilted to the side, Crawly observed the giant creature of her imagination. The giant contraption in a form of a helmet she imagined him wearing, glamed dully under the overhead lights. He wanted? Who said he could want? In a gesture that screamed of laziness and contempt Crawly flung the bone to the side, pointing at the thing as it skittered across the floor while mentally ordering him to "Fetch." He got what she gave him. Nothing more nothing less. Stupid thing. Pouting at thin air, Crawly was lost in the oddly jagged landscape of her mind when Deli came in.

Blinking her big baby grays Crawly had to take a moment to catch up with what the woman was saying. Fun? Looking to the side she watched the hulking form in the helm waver where he crouched over the fallen femur. Seeing how her subconscious told her to go for it, Crawly nodded and smiled up at Deli. There was an inoccense in that expression that transcended species. Crawly was a child and it was with child's sheer glee and desire for something new and fun that lit her up from the inside.

Wiping her hands on her dress first, to make sure they weren't sticky, Crawly then slipped her hand into Deli's offered one and let the woman pulled her up to her feet with a jerk that sent the child into a fit of giggled. You'd think Crawly was a winged lycan the way she enjoyed heights and being swung through the air. Maybe later she could get Diego to toss her up to the ceiling. He was so good at it, trying for newer heights each time. For added fun sometimes he would step aside and let her land on her feet and show off her quick her reflexes were. Deigo was so good to her.

Crawly only made one pit stop on the way out, her room where she got her backpack chock full of all the must haves a little girl couldn't leave home without. Her coloring book. Crayons. A pair of wire clippers, a roll of duck tape and a can of pepper spray. Beat that Girl Scouts. And thus dressed and ready to go, Crawly and Deli set off on what promised to be a fun adventure.

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" Tonight Kota!.., tonight your mommy is going to get herself a nice wittle fix!. Just you wait and see poochie.."

Ivy turned in order to take in the hot black number her friend Irene let her borrow. A sexy dress that ended above her knees and it went along nicely with the corset she owned. Pushing those double d's up nice and high, for giggles she jumped a bit to watch the girls bounce. Sweet damn Brittany Spears eat your heart out girl friend!. She was sizzling hot tonight and in need of a orgasmic bite. Hair was left out but teased so high it looked like something out of the seventies. Kota and Kelo her two french poodles barked nosily at their blonde head mistress who went about spraying on more hair spray in order to keep her do from being ruined.

They didn't like the smell so in order to show their true displeasure they both went over and lifted a furry leg to Ivy's legs. Golden showers away!!.. They doused both her legs and were rewarded with a scream as well as a kick to their arses..

" How could you!.. Now I will have to go with out my panty hose!.. Just for that you can forget about me heating up tonight's din din for you!.. Ungrateful mutts!.."

Ignoring them she moved to the bathroom and exited it shortly after disposing of her hose. A pair of heels were pressed on her feet, then out the door she went. The two poodles yipped and followed suit after their empty headed mistress. A few kisses were blown to some strangers as she passed. The woman sadly be lived she was some sort of famous diva. Heels were noisy as they clicked along the black pavement. Hips swayed from side to side and she grinned with a smile so sweet that it no doubt gave any onlookers cavities.

Now where were all the vampires!?.. She was getting pretty anxious and just needed and craved that bite so much that she was practically ready to rip her hair out. With a voice that was a bit to bubbly she called out to people..

" Excuse me!, does anyone know where a girl can find the undead for a bit of fang banger action?.. Please someone help a girl out!?.. I can grant favors..

Deadly Ambrosia · More than a Woman

The Princess filled in her little protégé on what their game was going to be as she walked along the cobblestone path towards town. They were going to find Nori a tastey meal, and Crawly was going to lure in the food to Deliverance. The child needed to learn the various ways of hunting, the con and the strike. Deli knew that Crawly was already adept as a child and could hold her own, but sometimes, finess was what it took, a females touch, a soft sigh whispered on the meaty flesh of an ear, venom tainted lips.

She hoped that Crawly would enjoy their little outing, trying to find a place in the nest that was hers. She was a freak of nature, someone that a circus would make millions with, and she had to work at being accepted. At least she was a pure blood, a Princess in her own right.

Hearing the mating call of the fang banger, the cat like eyes darted towards the blond, an idea clicking. No one would miss a fang banger. They were a dime a dozen. This one wreaked of Diva. It was perfect. Too perfect.

"That is the one, cheri." She motioned to the blond. Her fangs slowly dropped down from the roof of her mouth, looking like fangs of a vampire, the way she hid them behind the dick sucking lips. "Let's play."

Deadly Ambrosia · More than a Woman

Seein Crawly grab ahold of Ivy and draw her into the web they were building, it would not take much to entice Ivy to bare her sweet neck to the snake. Seduction at its finest, fangs scraped along the flesh, a quick pierce to the skin, injecting enough venom for her to be paralyzed, Ivy fell into her arms, much like a swooning lover.

Satisfied grin given to Crawly, she scooped up the motionless Ivy and carried her off, humming a tune.