Ring the knell and Death will answer

He was much softer than she thought he would be, though there was nothing soft about the hard planes of muscle that rested just beneath his skin. There was something about the red killer that had always captured her fancy - even when she was betrothed. This was the man who could have taken her from Alastor, she knew he would have killed that dark brute had he been given the chance. The way he held her was so luxurious like she was the most precious thing he had ever touched, and it spoke to her ego and the girl in her. Rubies and gold melded together as he grinned at her and slid his paw up her frame in a suggestive manner, his words not lost on Blodreina. "Perhaps I should test the Haihefa, but I first should be honest with him." She let her words hang in the air for a moment before she spoke again, this time her tones were predatory and hungry, "Te semper volui. Etiam cum vicit manu mea."

Lurid felt him tip her head up, her lips parting ever so slightly to receive his kiss. the way her body reacted to such a simple contact was as though she had never been kissed before. Lighting flashed behind closed eyelids, sending that shocking electricity to start fires all over her body. The feeling of his mouth pressing to hers was heavenly, as though she had finally made it home. The way he held her made her feel as though she were being worshiped in the most carnal ways, her body moving of its own accord to press closer to his. This was one of the few moments Lurid ever found herself on her back, and she absolutely loved it. Her lips parted more fully, begging for invasion as every sense she had left her body and became tuned into every move he made. His lips, the way his heart beat against his chest, his paws on her body, the way he felt against her, all combined to make for a heady concoction of fire and ice in her veins. She wrapped her front paws around his neck, demanding more, holding onto him as though he anchored her to the world when she might very well fly away. He was meant for her, something she had clearly missed at The Ritual battles when he had been too young to participate. Separating their lips for a moment, Lurid spoke in soft hushed tones, her dual-toned vocals seeming dreamy and husky with wanting, "I should have seen you sooner, Haihefa. Can you forgive me?"