03-23-2008, 12:09 PM
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xxxxxThey hissed in his head, whispering suggestions that caused the edge of his lips to curl in quiet delight. He was relatively ignored by the female, given only a soft laugh in response as her head laid back against the tree, eyes closed to the world. His presence didn't even seem to remotely pique her interest, and for an arrogant, self-centered creature such as he, this annoyed the Lykoi prince. He wanted her attention. He wanted her blood. It wasn't fun if they didn't scream and squirm, even just a little bit.
xxxxxSamael moved forward, raising himself up over the bleeding girl and resting one hand on the tree's rough bark, drawing his muzzle closer to her face. "You know, it's most unkind to disregard those speaking to you," he said lightly, claws sinking into the wood. He'd drawn himself willingly into striking range of the female, but a few cuts and scratches from an angry bitch were far better than dully lapping the blood up off a lifeless soul. He wanted her to fight, kick and scream as he tore her down, savoring the sight of life faded from those pretty little crimson eyes. He wanted her nails ripping through his flesh, inflicting pain as the adrenaline poured, clinging to life like she actually cared.
xxxxxSuicidal maniacs fighting for the chance to keep on breathing, if just for a moment longer. He'd show her what it meant to want to keep on living, in the most raw, primal form.
xxxxxAnd then he'd steal her soul.
xxxxxSamael moved forward, raising himself up over the bleeding girl and resting one hand on the tree's rough bark, drawing his muzzle closer to her face. "You know, it's most unkind to disregard those speaking to you," he said lightly, claws sinking into the wood. He'd drawn himself willingly into striking range of the female, but a few cuts and scratches from an angry bitch were far better than dully lapping the blood up off a lifeless soul. He wanted her to fight, kick and scream as he tore her down, savoring the sight of life faded from those pretty little crimson eyes. He wanted her nails ripping through his flesh, inflicting pain as the adrenaline poured, clinging to life like she actually cared.
xxxxxSuicidal maniacs fighting for the chance to keep on breathing, if just for a moment longer. He'd show her what it meant to want to keep on living, in the most raw, primal form.
xxxxxAnd then he'd steal her soul.