Let me love you

Tomorrow. It was all falling into place just as it should. And it had not gone unnoticed the change in the brute. He had become restless, his rage growing into something untamable. He had morphed into something dangerous since the day she had first met him. His eyes had grown harder, colder. His appetite for violence was never fully satisfied. It was all so wonderful.

Along with his rage, he had become bolder. Coral pools watched the bunching of his muscles as he propelled himself closer, jaws unhinging to graze her chest. A growl would vibrate in her chest, inky jaws parting to graze his ear. A fire had been ignited, and only he could put it out.

A foreign smell assaulted her nostrils. Someone had dared to intrude? Coral gems came to life, becoming pools of liquid fire. It took only moments for her to locate the ivory dame that was so innocently passing through. The poor girl was probably barely 2 years old. So fresh, so innocent. "Bring her here." Husky tones rolled off her tongue, meant only for Basilisk to hear.

"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"