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Date Posted: 20:17:58 11/28/09 Sat
Author: Lezedi
Subject: ..Tell me your secret...
In reply to: FURY 's message, "wow. i'm so confused." on 00:01:05 11/28/09 Sat

It was a literal snarl that escaped his lips as the female’s boot met with the side of his handsome face. He wanted to rip her apart. Tear her limb from limb and devour all the tasty pieces. But he was holding down his current prey, and after all, Lucian had been so generous. Why not let him devour the fairy? Oh yes, Lezedi could smell the stench of immortality on her. He could feel the crisp edges of her own little world of magic drenching her hair. He could also hear the squeals of desires from the beats lurking in the shadow. They had already feasted on one of fairy blood—why not double their dosage this week?

His face contorted into a grin as he listened to the second (almost as delectable) redhead command the dog. He could feel the dogs urge for chase but only smiled to himself. Lucian and Lezedi made pets of the monsters lurking in the shadows. What the hell kind of a threat could a dog be? But Lezedi had the sneaking suspicion that not all was canine about the mongrel. It would be more fun to chain him to a tree and watch him bark night after night. The younger brat had been pinned by the oaf but he didn’t mind really. After all, the dog was sandwiching him down on the woman he intended harm to. He let his tongue trace across Fury’s jaw. His hand never left her lips. He was tired of hearing Fury talk already. Of course, removing her vocal cords would make for a quieter pet... But the fairy’s conversation about finding people to “smack him hard” distracted him from the thought of extracting Fury’s vocal box. He was given another shove with the fairy’s foot.

“Excuse me, miss; but, why would you think I’m so detestable? I suppose you missed my brother’s bare exposure at the beach. Tis a shame, you would have loved it.” But his comment was cut short by the flash of jewelry and Tarot’s quick snatch. He had just enough time to realize their wrought iron gleam in order to thoroughly enjoy the next moment. The bracelets slid down the snowy white flesh of Tarot’s arms. Oh! Lucian was going to be having a lot of fun tonight!

The boys had grown up literally at each other’s side since the first split if chromosomes. It had become apparent at a very early stage that Bri’s child had too much evil to incarnate into one being. So the Gods did some handy work and split the egg. What this meant for the twins was that 1) they were identical 2) they had shared everything in life—placenta and women included. But as any parent of a twin will tell you: there is no such thing as identical. Unfortunately for Bri, the twins were not carbon copies of each other. Where one failed; the other succeeded. This made conquering them impossible. It was time for Lezedi to accomplish their goals of ensnaring Fury. The hand that held Fury’s lips slide down her body at a sloth like crawl. His fingertips were tingling with the magic he was borrowing from both Tarot’s aura and the shadow’s beasts hunger. He was spinning the tiniest string into a series of knots and dangling the thread against Fury’s arm. The process was time consuming but exponentially worth it. He roughly pressed his lips to Fury’s again while his left hand found hers. Then, before he could control himself, his caught the nerve-twitching muscle between her thumb and pointer finger. He squeezed hard. To anyone, this would hurt. But to poor Fury, it would leave the twins’ mark. Ownership was best shown with brands and bruises, after all.

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