Anita's hand strokes down his hip again, over his thigh. Damian's skin is soft, so soft, warm under her touch. She knows he's fed, but she doesn't dare ask from who. She merely accepts he's warm and soft where her hand moves and hard where he's pressed against her.
Her tongue slides into her mouth, careful of his fangs. She's become quite adept at kissing vampires, it seems, and she uses that skill now. It's delicious, and she presses for more, her hands moving boldly over his body.
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Date: 2009-09-07 09:01 pm (UTC)Her tongue slides into her mouth, careful of his fangs. She's become quite adept at kissing vampires, it seems, and she uses that skill now. It's delicious, and she presses for more, her hands moving boldly over his body.