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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  I'm a rebel just for kicks now - Karaugh - Private
    #11

    The creature at his throat draws the nutrient-rich liquid from him, her satisfaction radiating palpably. He continues as her willing victim, remaining supple under the sharp kiss she gives. It was a fair trade - each had a dark need sated. 

    He always had been a logical beast. 

    Karaugh fangs retract from the dense muscle of his neck and the fog around his mind begins to clear. Her willful mouth is searching, kissing the would it inflicted and journeying along his fore and down his barrel. There is rumble deep in the stallion's chest as the sensation continues, ever southward as he exhales slowly.  Her black ruby lips reach his flank and he knows that their time is up.

    Only an idiot would allow that mouth near anything too valuable - and he had only just discovered the true value of those tender parts she seemed to have her conniving eye set on.

    "That's enough."
    For now.

    Ellyse wound never complain if he let this woman and her spawn wither away in this cave, but he didn't see the need for that.

    He steps away, his look daring her to close the gap he has created between them. With one last glance over her swollen from, he turns and passes through the firewall in search of his own meal. 
    Levi
    so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache.
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    #12
    That's enough.

    He moves off. Out of harm's way she supposed.  A dry chuckle rising in her throat, "What Levi?! Don't trust me?"  It was a rhetorical question that was answered by his quick disappearance from her prison cell.  Standing alone for the first time in her stone wall prison.  The only light created by the spindles of flames rising from the cavern floor inside the narrow doorway.  Her hunger sated she leans against the jagged rocks.  Waiting for the pain that was soon to come in the night... 
    Karaugh
    illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore
    HTML by Call



    Ok. Dis thread done and timeline goes into Devil's Spawn thread next.
    Take a bite
    If you dare




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