03-01-2009, 01:47 PM
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  There it was again. That peculiar thing in his body language, in his eyes. She focused her attention on it, eyes darkening as if they drew the color from that odd feeling, shade abruptly leaving its near-neon glamour. The pale woman was not ignorant to desire, and not ignorant to need. Something wicked was in the blue-eyed boy, but it did not frighten her. Not much frightened her anymore. “It doesn’t matter,” she assured him, thick voice a mellow purr. “Tell me what fuels you, my boy.” There was something, that much she knew. Drug, drink, or those more terrible desires that had driven lesser men mad. |