Edea hesitated long enough for Dracula to lean in and press his lips against hers. She could feel his thoughts scrabbling around the edges of her mind, encouraging her to reciprocate.
"He'll have to try harder than that to control me," she thought to herself. She almost hesitated; it was sort of thrilling to be so close to someone almost as powerful as her and as out of control as Ultimecia. Then she felt the thin points of his fangs against her lower lip.
Galvanized by the taste of her own blood, she pressed her hands against his chest. He leaned against them, thinking she was his, and then the fira spell welled up against him and sent him flying across the room.
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Date: 2008-04-18 01:35 am (UTC)"He'll have to try harder than that to control me," she thought to herself. She almost hesitated; it was sort of thrilling to be so close to someone almost as powerful as her and as out of control as Ultimecia. Then she felt the thin points of his fangs against her lower lip.
Galvanized by the taste of her own blood, she pressed her hands against his chest. He leaned against them, thinking she was his, and then the fira spell welled up against him and sent him flying across the room.