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âLet them,â [he crooned. Oh how he enjoyed these little bouts of adulation. More so that the one engaging in it was a beautiful lady. He still held fast to the hopes that she would end up within his collection of thralls soon enough. The caress had stopped, fingers against her neck much in the manner of how he carries a wine glass.]Â âI know it will amuse us both.â
As her neck was cradled, she sidled in closer and gingerly placed a hand to his chest and toyed with the well kept cravat. âItâs only a matter of time before someone decides to interrupt us.â She cooed, lips puckering in a flirtatious manner. How exciting it was to flirt with a dangerous monster. It was a terrible habit of hers that often lead to trouble. âWho do you think will speak up first? A worthy challenger so you can flex those bulking muscles?â As she spoke, her free hand grazed his arm. âYou know⊠I like to watch.â
Fluid sloshed softly in the bottle with each step. It had been quite some time since heâd ventured out to visit the creature whoâd earned his respect. The bottle in hand was a gift for such a meeting. A womanâs soft voice in the distance caught him off guard. It was a voice heâd recognize anywhere. As he approached and took in the view, he was not wrong in his suspect. âAerith? Am I interrupting something?â Crimson orbs went from her soft face to his. âDemitri. I brought a bottle for us to share.â He held it up with a small smirk. âI was hoping we could catch up for a while. That is, if you have the time.â










