OOC: Make way for this sexy ass table holy shit.
Word Count → 472 +3
The woman spoke to him, asking him in a sensual tone if it was going to be like that. The male held a grin on his maw and he nodded his head, his blackened chin hitting the water as he kicked his legs under him to keep them afloat. Das exactlies hows ist es. the male spoke, clearing his throat and pulling his face to the side so that the woman would not be subjected to the loud noise directly at her. He would turn back to her though, and her hands would wander their way around him. She had a thing about touching, he learned this from the last time that they were together. She teased her way around him, though, each time going almost to there they were not supposed to go, but then moving away swiftly. He wondered if she was shy. He wasn't. One of his own hands had moved over her body, his blackened claws pushing through her silk fur, touching her fragile skin. Again, the man had the urge to sink his fangs into her, like he had done many times to Talitha while they were mating, and he had to fight the urge. The sadist thought hard about it though, the taste of her blood in his mouth, and how her screams would satisfy him.
He licked his lips, and she had told him that it had been awhile. It was true, it had been some time since they had last seen each other, and it was rather sad that it had been so long. He still held the wicked grin on his lips as he traced his fingers up to her ribs, and he had let his fingers wrap around one of her breasts, and he put his mouth down under the water and he let his tongue run over the top of her breast. Seconds later he would lift his head back above the water, his dark locks falling back over his eyes, though he could still see her through his bangs and he licked her maw then. Ist ein shame das ist been-FICKBITCH- so long the man growled to her the wicked grin still there. Vhy did du runs auf so fast last times? the man started to speak before she took one of her hands in his own and he put it close to his tool. He let her touch it, before he spoke again. Ich could habe svorn das du vanted somes auf dis. he spoke to her, his hand that had not been busy wandering through her fur (touching her ribs, spine, even at one point he went to her neck) had returned on her hip, letting go of her hand that was placed on him, and making sure that she would not run away from him this time.
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