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“You’re staring.”

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“You’re staring.”
The tiger Prince stares at the door of his mother's office. He had been summoned but he absolutely did not wish to speak with his mother right now as he knew what this would be about.
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I'll finish the reply for Halen tomorrow but also ;; spoiler alert
"Everything is a toy for me to play with when I decide I'm bored, Halen. And if ou don't know that, you don't know me very well." Her eyes flicked back to their normal color. The other's words had bruised but not broken, and now she let a devilish smirk slip back onto her face. "Of course, if I can't have you, I'd be glad to leave you."
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Hearts are also appreciated. <3 <3 thanks love. x
But she lied, because she totally is Halen's little slave. Or would be, should the other ask.
{{ let the right one in ;;
"— you’ve got to be fucking kidding me?!" The sudden thirst for blood becomes unquenchable, and the new found speed she possesses has her hand wrapping around a strangers throat; yanking their head to the side before sinking her fangs deeply into the flawless expanse of flesh.
Blood, oh, sweet succulent crimson — it washed down her throat warmly; causing her to drink some more, until she couldn’t stop. The body went limp, falling to the ground in a heaping mass.
Using the back of her hand to wipe the stain from her lips she moved closer to the Dal, leaning against the wall; excitement, and need coursing through her newborn veins.
It was a day of regular shooting practice. Not that she needed it, but it helped relieve stress, mostly. Dark eyes stayed locked on the target and she took a shot, meeting and shattering the acorn.
Then the gun lowered and she sighed, stepping back. It wasn't difficult for her to make it to the Dal where she'd been arranged to meet Halen. She still had no idea why she kept the bitch around, but she did. Besides, she was always a good fuck. A figure was outside, and upon closer examination she realized it was Halen.
"Bloody hell, Halen. Are you okay?"
"I'll wrap my hand around your beautiful neck, and squeeze just a little." She leans forward. "I'll rake the nails of my free hand over the muscles of your abdomen, and as my nails meet your shoulder -- I will push you down." A grin rests on her lips, as she brushes her lips against Scarlett's ear. "But, let's not forget the begging. I do think you'll look splendid with ear pleasing sounds falling from those lips, don't you think, sweet?"
Lost Girl Verse - ( ;; birds elope with the sun )
Inside, she simply wanted Halen to do just that, and right then. But she said nothing of the sort. “I think there’s a knife in my pocket, and I’ll slit your throat."