Your love is my drug
01-30-2014, 10:22 PM
He would release her, but only after his fangs drew her blood and teased his tongue. Her grip would be tugged upward as the boy reared. Her fangs would drag along his ear, her goal to rip the skin as he so foolish tried to escape her. In retaliation, she would release his ear before striking. As the boy rose, she strove to step forward, only a small step, enough so that she would lift herself onto spread hindlegs, launching her weight forward, wanting to knock his backwards or at least off balance. She would not let him off the hook so easily. As she did so, jaws aimed at his unprotected neck, wanting a grip, not to kill him, merely to frighten him into submission, to show him that she was the dominate one here, not him. Her blood boiled at the thought. Did he really think he could escape her rage after making her bleed? A growl erupted from her jaws, eyes stilled narrowed, audits pinned and her hackles lifted in outrage. He had no idea how far her temper went. Talk like this |
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