04-09-2011, 09:33 AM
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The heart was the prize, still beating faintly and warm to his touch. He pried it loose, pulling it free from arteries and veins and devouring half with ravenous inhibition. Of course, he hadn’t forgotten about his beloved. She’d moved beside him and he rose, straightening and offering her the other half.
Of course, he didn’t simply stand up—no, that would be far too simple. Bloodstained and brutal, he intentionally seemed to slide against her, slithering close with his offering in hand. One hand, sticky and red, moved along her side with his movement as the other held out the dark, dripping mass of muscle.
“For you,” he purred, lips curved into a devilish smile of adoration.