The Gathering (2)

I couldn't think of a better word to describe him as I watched him make his way to the podium than charming.

He gazed down at us with enchanting eyes, the flames casting a magnificent glow that accentuated his ethereal appearance.

As I continued to focus my attention on him, a tingling sensation began to develop between my thighs, and I found myself unconsciously licking my lips and rubbing my legs together in an effort to alleviate the discomfort.

He was like the sun shining in the middle of the rivers and a bee buzzing around the flies.

I had the impression that the heavens were being unfair to us by making the most dangerous predator on the planet appear to have such appeal.

While the chanting continued, Cedric waited at the podium, and I waited for the entire mumble jumble to come to an end.