Send me "Kiss me, quick!" I’ll generated a number from 1-25 to see where my muse will have to kiss yours
So much noise was being produced from outside his tower. With a sigh he turned in his bed and stared at the ceiling, making no move from the place that he would be staying for what seemed the rest of the night. He wasn’t too fond of going out and about to join in amongst the madness, not when it got to this level. If he had a choice to abstain from it, he’d be damned if he didn’t stay out of it all. When one didn’t get sucked into such matters, they were fucking lucky. He couldn’t deny that he certainly was lucky in this regard, for the moment at least.
He calmly let his eyes wander over to the tank, barely illuminated as he stared at the now hiding animal. She had been out and about, but the noise, well she had retreated back to her cave.
"Boring, boring…" Was mumbled softly.
A knock was then heard on his door and he got up. “Who is it?” “It’s me, Luppi-sama.” Opening the door he gave her a rather bored look. “Come in.”
In the back of his mind he noticed passively that all the yelling and noise from the outside had quieted down. Gone with the shouts that gave way to the cold silence of the night that resonated all throughout their world, through their home. Making no move to touch her as they too fell into silence, he gave her a once over before spotting something. Purple hues fell on a medium bright red that was vibrant against her pale skin.
It was then that he lead her to the bed.
"Sit down on the edge." An order was an order and he wasn’t leaving an option for her to refuse now that she was here in his space. "Yes…" Hesitantly she did as he had told her to do. He walked over to her and bent down, one knee resting on the floor of the room. his fingers gingerly wrapped around her leg, the spot where the wound was. Lips brushed against it, becoming red from the warm liquid. The tip of his tongue collected it, clearing the offending wound that marred her beautiful skin.
Softly he moaned as he preformed the best aid that she was going to get. She tasted good, that blood; the taste of her blood was just heavenly for him to have swallowed. He wanted more, to bite her and rack her body to prove so many things and to release so many pent up feelings he had been feeling as of late. Holding himself back, he gave her one final kiss that was soft and drawn out before pulling away and removing his fingers from her delectable leg.
"You should be more careful." He looked away, if he didn’t he really would have lost control, he was barely hanging by a thread. He fucking wanted her so badly.
