Let me love you

Eyes never left the pale fae, even as Bas launched his attack, grabbing the woman hard by her scruff. She fought, her flawless pelt growing dirtier by the second. A malicious grin twisted dark lips as the woman fell at her feet, deadly jaws still clasped around her flesh. A disapproving sound would click her tongue, "You really shouldn't trespass on others homes." Gentle words hid evil intentions. The wide eyed doe fumbled over words that fell on deaf ears. The temptress gaze would lift, meeting the amethyst gaze of her companion.

"What do you think a fitting punishment would be?" Low laughter would rumble briefly in her throat. This woman was not about to escape with her life. It was quite the opposite. She was about to wish she was dead. Salmon colored tongue would swipe hungrily across jaws, coral gems falling back tot he helpless woman. She would not participate today. The woman was interested to see just how far Basilisk would go, how miserable would he make her life.

Would he snap her bones? Rip away her flesh? Take the last drop of innocent from her? A growl of pleasure vibrated her bodice. Toes flexed against the frozen ground. Snow began to fall, blanketing the already hidden ground. Soon the ground would be stained with blood. Her blood. That ivory pelt would be forever stained.

"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"