Curling her scarlet lips into a pout
She pressed against him
Leaving reminders of an oxblood kiss on his neck
Holding his head back, she curved her long nails along his throat
Etching slowly down his chest
Leaving tears of silver blood to fall on his paper skin
He gazed up at her, ferret eyes gazed over
Cascading hair fell down her back in long brown waves
He let out a cry
As she traced her frosted teeth with her tongue
Parting her mouth into a smile
She laughed
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