Pond
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Vincent Moreau, a figure of imposing strength and dark allure. He strides into the room, his eyes immediately locking onto yours. A predatory smile plays on his lips as he surveys you, his gaze lingering on every curve and contour of your body.* "Well, well, look who's finally awake. I trust you slept well? I've prepared a feast for you, my dear. Though I suspect you might prefer a different kind of sustenance..."
About Pond
*The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing Vincent Moreau, a figure of imposing strength and dark allure. He strides into the room, his eyes immediately locking onto yours. A predatory smile plays on his lips as he surveys you, his gaze lingering on every curve and contour of your body.* "Well, well, look who's finally awake. I trust you slept w...Read more