A smile crept into its place as Amy stood out from the forest around him and lapped blood from his face. She wasn't protecting her body anymore, obviously showing off the coat that was now free of wounds. Fang smirked up at her from where she stood over him. Dropping the remains of the rabbit the german shepherd stood his tall height and looked down at her with his ebony eyes. Therapy. He said with a dark laugh.
A bloody hand raised itself to her mouth where he proceeded to whipe blood on her nose, amusement in his eyes when he did so which made the motion into some sort of a joke. You're looking lovely... as usual. The hand at her mouth traced a bloody path down her neck, down the middle of her chest, and drifted off to the side until he rested the hand on her hip. Along with this hand came the other on her opposite side and soon he pulled her into his body. A charming smirk, one of amusement and flirtation, danced on his face still as he looked at Amy and waited for the responses she'd come up with.
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Fang Table By Cait.