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After a resounding slap, he rolled over her, trapping her wrists above her head, between soft grunts, due to the effort.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk my dear…” Soft clicks of his tongue and a low toned, chill inducing voice, tips of noses brushing for mere seconds. “I rather prefer being scratched…” A smirk. “Prize trophy to look at in the bathroom mirror…”
She lowered her tone to match his.
“Well then… Let my hands go and I shall scratch you…”
A tilt of his head, eyebrow rising.
“Humm… Does this mean you will do what I ask, if I do so politely? Because if it does… “ His eyebrow standing ground higher on his features, eyes wandering down to her lips. “ … I rather prefer other… caresses… “Again a smirk, eyes moving up to look at hers once more.
She tried to release herself again, to no avail.
“So… that means that whatever I do… you will still enjoy it…” A tilt, now of her head. “Humm… what if I do nothing?”
His eyes roaming about her face, in a scrutinizing study of her features, tightening of the hold on her wrists, accompanied by a shift of hips.
“ Then my dear…” Again that low, whispered almost, tone in his voice. “It will be somewhat like practicing necrophilia…”
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u.u The Demon.
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Mature content due to description.
Thank you to Darkangel for letting me use a edited version of a rp for this.

Description
After a resounding slap, he rolled over her, trapping her wrists above her head, between soft grunts, due to the effort.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk my dear…” Soft clicks of his tongue and a low toned, chill inducing voice, tips of noses brushing for mere seconds. “I rather prefer being scratched…” A smirk. “Prize trophy to look at in the bathroom mirror…”
She lowered her tone to match his.
“Well then… Let my hands go and I shall scratch you…”
A tilt of his head, eyebrow rising.
“Humm… Does this mean you will do what I ask, if I do so politely? Because if it does… “ His eyebrow standing ground higher on his features, eyes wandering down to her lips. “ … I rather prefer other… caresses… “Again a smirk, eyes moving up to look at hers once more.
She tried to release herself again, to no avail.
“So… that means that whatever I do… you will still enjoy it…” A tilt, now of her head. “Humm… what if I do nothing?”
His eyes roaming about her face, in a scrutinizing study of her features, tightening of the hold on her wrists, accompanied by a shift of hips.
“ Then my dear…” Again that low, whispered almost, tone in his voice. “It will be somewhat like practicing necrophilia…”
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u.u The Demon.
_____________
Mature content due to description.
Thank you to Darkangel for letting me use a edited version of a rp for this.