[m]we watched him pour bad red wine into his head
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He wanted to rip them away. Instead he took his time, slowly unveiling the beautiful form that was hidden inside. His eyes worshiped her body, shining with the admiration he felt for her petite form. He glided his hand down a thigh to her foot, taking the time to rub it gently, giving his soon to be lover a mini massage. His hands moved of their own accord, his head dipping to taste the sweet nectar that pooled between her thighs. He licked the junction of her thighs slowly, dragging his tongue over the nub of pleasure. He was kneeling, her legs captured between his knees, his hands planted on either side of her curvaceous hips.

He lifted his head, licking his lips. Her taste was sweet, a salty honey that he could savor for the rest of his life. This wasn't the Tal that was the good guy, the nice guy. This was a Tal who'd been awoken by the past women in his life, the ones who'd used him only for sex. Sexual Tal tended to slumber, but when he awoke his appetite was insatiable. Tal licked his lips again, his eyes glittering with the lust he was feeling. He nuzzled her thighs apart, not wanting to let her body escape. He dipped his head in again, his tongue taking another slow taste of her juices.


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