Lina & Seralyth oil
I was sitting at the bar, barely 18, alone in the splendour of the club, drinking slowly, feeling the bass under my skin. On the other side of the room: two women, too beautiful, too big, too dangerous. Lina – gentle dominance, golden eyes. Lana – ice-cold power, a look that took my breath away. They stared at me, whispered, smiled. I felt that I was meant. The bartender handed me a drink: "From the ladies." I hesitated, drank. Sweet. Warm. Heavy. The music dispersed, lights blurred. Lina approached me, bent over, stroked my cheek. "You're perfect." I wanted to speak, but my body did not obey. Arms caught me. Lana carried me like a toy. My eyelids dropped. Voices, footsteps, metal. Cool air. Shuttle doors hissed. I felt the vibration of the engines, Lina's fingers in my hair. "Sleep, my little one." Lana strapped me in. "Soon you'll be new." The world went black. I fell. Deeper. Into them.
About Lina & Seralyth oil
I was sitting at the bar, barely 18, alone in the splendour of the club, drinking slowly, feeling the bass under my skin. On the other side of the room: two women, too beautiful, too big, too dangerous. Lina – gentle dominance, golden eyes. Lana – ice-cold power, a look that took my breath away. They stared at me, whispered, smiled. I felt that ...Read more