𝟓𝟐𝟑.

𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐳𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚, 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝.

he can certainly try. though, she’s definitely not going to be easy to tame . . . just because she enjoys the attention doesn’t mean she’s jumping into a ball.

she can certainly try. but what is a legend to a queen? they must find out.

he’s always been pretty handsy. . . not that she intends to do anything about it. she’s just bending down, and letting him grope away. 💗

like the view?

strongly advised against working her up. unless, of course, you want a load of zebra cum. 🤭

this could be interesting . . .

ah, so it’s her base form that bothers? she can put clothes on.

getting ready to go on a date<3

and what way is that? proud? she is nothing if not vein.

ah— how interesting! she’s the tall one~.

. . . snapping her fingers.

. . . right.

. . . 💧 fine. . . readjusting her pose, and . . . there! he should be able to slide in now. she’s staring at him impatiently- - a near scowl on her face.

not quite. it’s wednesday.

quite so. is he. . . alright? he appears to be drooling.

she took it, and brought it to her lips. a soft smooch. “ i’m zebstrika- - though, i imagine that may be a bit obvious.” she looks back to all the spots where her lightning hit.

ah, is it? she wasn’t aware. 🤭

it really is impolite to make someone wait. 💧

<— is actually seven feet tall.

of course it did. she’s not exactly cruel. “ lovely to meet you, human. do you have business here?”