I bend my head to hers, meeting her deep blue eyes with mine of gray. There is only one of Irish descent that I truly care for, Pet. Only one whose mischievous and generous nature calls to me as no other does.
My kiss is gentle, soft and searching, expressing the emotions that one such as I feel so deeply. The lightest touch of my fangs to her lip shows the other side of me. Then, just to show that the Irish aren't the only ones, I trace my talons over her flanks and down between her thighs, curling my fingers upward. I banish the talons just before my fingers come in contact with her most intimate of places, and stroke lightly over her sex. Mischievous, right Pet?
My kiss is gentle, soft and searching, expressing the emotions that one such as I feel so deeply. The lightest touch of my fangs to her lip shows the other side of me. Then, just to show that the Irish aren't the only ones, I trace my talons over her flanks and down between her thighs, curling my fingers upward. I banish the talons just before my fingers come in contact with her most intimate of places, and stroke lightly over her sex. Mischievous, right Pet?
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