the monster will have him

[Samael Lykoi]

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        A smile was given, words uttered softly as she pushed his hand away. She wanted proof. Proof that she was his favorite. Lips pressing against his, the Lykoi would show her proof, if that was what she wanted. One hand moved along her side, sliding across her body to rest at the base of her back. Other lifted toward her throat, gently cupping the edge of her neck, fingers entwined in her hair as he kissed back, pulling the crimson woman toward himself. Pulling away, claws lightly moved through her fiery hair, smiling again in that uncharacteristic, almost loving expression. The expression one might give when peering at a favorite child or a lover. "Oh, I'll give you plenty of proof, if that's what you wish," he said, again leaning in to push his lips against hers. Hand again began to carefully explore her body, running his fingers up her back and shoulders, lightly tracing his claws against her skin.

..and here we fade to black, due to time constraints. we'll let you use your imagination to figure out what happens next. but it's hot. very hot. ;]

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