[Her legs around his waist brings them in body-close and it's enough to prevent him from tossing her yes but now she's here, pressed against him, the copperhot scent of blood pouring off him in deep red waves. And he'll work with this, yes he will, doesn't seem put off or perturbed, doesn't seem anything other than rabid and savage and filled with an endless propensity for brutality.
His arms go around her, then, pull her in close in a sick parody of affection, and she might catch sight of his razoredged teeth before he tries sinking them into the meat of her shoulder.]
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His arms go around her, then, pull her in close in a sick parody of affection, and she might catch sight of his razoredged teeth before he tries sinking them into the meat of her shoulder.]