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her own heart threatened to rip against her chest; and a grin split across her lips. she had won. immense pride ā nearly the very sin of it ā welled up. ā youāre mine, ā itās barely a whisper. but one that held the very dominance she desired,.
goddess . ā please tiamat , i ' ll do anything for you , please please please give me your blood ! ā tearing up , fat little tears dripping down their cheeks with how raw , how desperate his need was for her . any more , and he ' d likely bark for her if she so commanded it .
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she hated him so much. but this was so fun. leaning down, for a kiss. but no. lowering ever so slightly ā nip! she bites at his lower lip, tugging on it slightly. ā beg more, ā she ushers, planting bloodied lips against his cheek & ear.
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she raises herself up, mounting herself so perfectly upon his bare stomach. tiamatās golden eyes stare down; before reaching. draping her finger in her own divine ichor, and bringing it up to her own lips. gently smothering it; before leaning down.
looking up at tiamat oh so pathetically ; like a mutt returning to it ' s master after doing something wrong . ā please , i need it , please tiamat - ā was that his own voice , begging so profusely ? everything hurt .
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RT @astralbaes: could be us
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she falls in her position, hand still keeping him in place. tail sliding, lifting his shirt ā ear pressed to his chest, neck dripping on top of it. hearing his heart thud. .
, not a bloodsucker . ! ā noble will ; this was longest they ever held out . but as an addict to the pipe , aryn could never resist her for long .
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RT @ELECTRAEDHEART: so i am here , standing in the blood drained from me . i am here . always , endlessly , i am herā¦.
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ā you will /never/ control me! ā. her words are said with purpose ā defiance. she slips herself upwards, letting the blood drip across his cheek as she holds his face in place. then lowering down , just to whisper in his ear.
her divine blood upon his neck - her whisper rolling around in his mind , making his head ache . ā i am your master ! ā indignantly spoken , but the words lack the usual biting , icy tone they held .
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