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The boy -man, sure, if such a trifle thing as time was so big an issue- was always a most creative partner, but the thought of him bringing a knife -a knife! Seethlaw felt he would never stop laughing- to Seethlaw’s bed, and to his throat, was a new level of delight and excitement altogether; as Seethlaw turned the captured blade against his overcome pet’s tender flesh he hummed contentedly, and smeared the blood over his chest with light fingers, pausing only to lap at it with half-closed eyes, like a secret foretaste of a rare, soon-to-come delicacy.
SilverDagger Thu 25 Dec 2014 08:00AM UTC
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