[ alucard returns the kiss instantly, hands at her shirt working the buttons undone--and then getting frustrated and simply ripping the shirt open. he'll get her a new one, it doesn't matter. after that his hands skim her stomach, her chest, and he grins when her fangs catch his lip, nipping in retaliation. ]
We can. What do you want?
[ he drops his head, mouthing at her clavicle and settling in to suck a mark there, teeth sharp on her skin but not penetrating it. ]
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We can. What do you want?
[ he drops his head, mouthing at her clavicle and settling in to suck a mark there, teeth sharp on her skin but not penetrating it. ]