Taste these embers and ash

Her breath did wonders, tempting and teasing him as she spoke tantalizing words in his ear only to be cut short by a quick dart of the tongue sneaking across her upper maw in a rather tempting way. "Try it again and I'll bite it?" There was a bit of a threat there but mostly she just smiled, enjoying the strange chill that ran down her spine at the feel of his tongue rasping against her skin. It was not something she usually enjoyed but somehow he made it work.

Mock astonishment rushed across her features as the blame game began, pretending to take honest offence to his words though the expression didn't last long. Soon she was chuckling once more, slender shoulders lifting and falling easily in response. Maybe it was his fault for not asking, maybe it was her fault for not wanting to freely relinquish the information without first receiving a request. Who could really prove one of the other wrong? So she let it slide, letting the conversation take it's natural turn though it seemed to take the male a bit off guard. He stammered out a word then paused and seemed to consider what he was going to say.

His answer was strange and for a moment she wondered if he was telling the truth or if this was more banter. A frown would knit her brow together, head cocking to the side as ears tipped forward to make sure she had heard him right. "Anyone interesting?" That was her first question, not was he crazy or why, but simply was it anyone interesting. The once assassin was no virgin to death and for some reason the thought of murder excited her a bit, a shiver running up her spine. "Can I help?" Once more she would lean forward, head lowering and a smile tipping up the edges of her lips as she lowered her voice for his ears alone.

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