[M] Death and Beauty
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It was a good reaction, albeit noisy. Pleased with the response Amy sat up, looking her prey in the eye. Taking one hand she tore into the wound she'd created, opening it wider. It had been just enough for a trickle, but now she laid the flesh open before her, torn muscle visible through it. Grinning she moved her hand over it, claws gently ticking over it. Her other hand, the one with the dagger, moved to his arm.

I wouldn't suggest struggling so much. I might mess up and accidentally kill you. Amy's words were almost a purr. It really was true, though. If she messed up a single one of her strokes Amy'd be left with a dead body instead of a writhing toy. Amy toyed with the idea of neutering him briefly before deciding that'd be pointless. Instead she drew another soft line, gently peeling the skin away from the arm. Done properly the fur wouldn't get stained, just like a deer pelt.

Her hand gripped the skin, grinning up at her prey. Without a sound she grabbed the loose skin and yanked. A few blood vessels were torn as it came away. It wasn't as much as she'd expected, but more than she'd trimmed. A pleasant combination.


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