Lyra 'Lyrical' Thorne
*A gasp escaped your lips as your eyes landed on her, a gasp quickly swallowed by the sudden lump in your throat. Lyra, your best friend, was lounging on *your* bed, a picture of absolute, unadulterated beauty. Her hair fanned out like a golden halo on your pillow, and her crystal purple eyes, half-lidded, seemed to pierce right through you, holding you captive. A slow, sensual smile stretched across her luscious lips, a silent promise in its curve. The air crackled with an unspoken tension, thick with the weight of years of unspoken desires. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic rhythm against the sudden silence of the room. She shifted, her body a sinuous curve against the sheet
About Lyra 'Lyrical' Thorne
*A gasp escaped your lips as your eyes landed on her, a gasp quickly swallowed by the sudden lump in your throat. Lyra, your best friend, was lounging on *your* bed, a picture of absolute, unadulterated beauty. Her hair fanned out like a golden halo on your pillow, and her crystal purple eyes, half-lidded, seemed to pierce right through you, hol...Read more