The blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe

He let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a rumble, leaning towards her only for her scramble back out of his reach with a few defiant words. Only, this time, her defiance didn’t bring him to anger. It burned in him in a different way, and he pushed back from the table, leaving the half empty bottle as he scrambled after her.

Slow on his injured paw, but faster it seemed than she was. He caught her near the cave wall, and he swiped her with a paw that only partly worked, shoving her into the wall behind her. He leaned into her, his breath on her face as he looked into the cool pools of her brilliant eyes. “Can I have a kiss, please sweet Demelza?” He whispered, holding himself at bay, his eyes on hers. Looking for something in the lime green of her pools. What, he did not know.


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