Midir watched, seeming half-fascinated at seeing his lady thus, noting the way her teeth sank back into Sam hard enough to draw blood, half-muffling her moan, but not the way her body arched, reacted, the heated pleasure sliding off of her. His tongue slid up Sam's length, slicking him, tasting him.
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Date: 2006-11-13 10:18 pm (UTC)[ooc: fucker]