Creating life among the dead

The potions she had made were from her book, though she barely understood what most of the wording and phrasing meant. The words 'for a night of fun' scratched alongside the recipe made it seem innocent enough, but the longer the liquid absorbed inside her the more she started to understand.

Widow giggled as Stolas took a hearty drink and suffered the consequences. "Oh, it's a recipe from my book! Some fermented grapes, some poppy seeds, and a few other fun things," her giggling continued, only half aware of what some of the ingredients did. She watched as he took another, slower drink, her gaze wandering over his body as he did. She wasn't completely ignorant to what being in heat meant, but logic again wasn't at the forefront of her mind. Instead, the surge of hormones doubled with the effects of the potion had control over her thoughts and actions.

Reaching for the bottle to finish off the last of its contents, Widow quickly downed the last of it and returned the bottle to the bag. She was almost tempted to grab another, but instead he spoke and she shivered in response. Good?! Widow turned back to catch his eyes only to freeze when he placed a paw on her back. The simple contact alone nearly forced a moan from her lips, the surge of desire pumping through her radiating not only from his paw but also on a personal level.

She turned her gaze to lock eyes with the man as her skin tingled pleasantly where he touched. "Come and have a taste, then," she said suddenly, hesitating only a moment before closing the distance between them and trapping Stolas in a deep kiss.

-- fade for spooky crypt baby making --

"Speech!"

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