[And down they go! Bodies entwined and a new stream of blood painting his pale skin, it's so scandalous, Syo's still cackling hard. She hasn't felt this high in years.
It's like he's playing direct into her hands. They're flip-flopping around, who's on top? Who's on bottom! Her back cracks against the ground with a finality once the inertia stops them dead, his heavy weight the victor. She doesn't mind. Her mirth tapers to a low purr and she arches her back, rolling her hips against his middle. Anyone walking in might mistake the struggle for something else entirely.
An illusion shattered as she slashes his shoulder. The fabric curls and splits. Blood spurts anew. It's a slice, not a stab. A surface blow made for aesthetics, followed by another dash to his ribs.
Just let her savour this night. His blood, his screams, the pin-prick fear in his eyes. Heat pools in the cradle of her hips and her chest heaves, she wets her lips. Her cheeks have flushed like a maiden ravished. She snatches his hair with her free hand and licks his face, right where his pretty skin has split at the temple. His blood is hot on the tongue.
More blood and player approved injury, just look away
It's like he's playing direct into her hands. They're flip-flopping around, who's on top? Who's on bottom! Her back cracks against the ground with a finality once the inertia stops them dead, his heavy weight the victor. She doesn't mind. Her mirth tapers to a low purr and she arches her back, rolling her hips against his middle. Anyone walking in might mistake the struggle for something else entirely.
An illusion shattered as she slashes his shoulder. The fabric curls and splits. Blood spurts anew. It's a slice, not a stab. A surface blow made for aesthetics, followed by another dash to his ribs.
She can't kill him.
w̘̼̪h̻̼̙y̢͕͖ n̡͇͖o̞̘t̡̫͎?͙͕
She's still loyal.
m͕̪̼a̠͓k̢̠̠e͎̞͜ h̞͉͎i̞̝̞m͙̦̝ y̞̼͜o͎̙͚u͎̙̻r̘̟͓s̫͍̟.̢͙͓
Just let her savour this night. His blood, his screams, the pin-prick fear in his eyes. Heat pools in the cradle of her hips and her chest heaves, she wets her lips. Her cheeks have flushed like a maiden ravished. She snatches his hair with her free hand and licks his face, right where his pretty skin has split at the temple. His blood is hot on the tongue.
There's no pleasure on Earth quite like it.]