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| Subject: Excuse me? / Its true *hides* | |
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Author: Marcius/ Karina |
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Date Posted: 09:59:42 10/12/09 Mon In reply to: Telcoltl 's message, "Well, she's my vixen though" on 09:46:53 10/12/09 Mon Marcius heard her snarl and scream and growled deep and low in her ear. "Shut up bitch." He wasn't one to be screwed with, like he was being right now. His free hand slid up the back of her dress, feeling along her ass and wanting to just grab the black lace, tearing it off and throw her into a chair and jump her bones. But he was stopped by the sound of the younger males' voice. "Excuse me? Coven leader? But she isn't part of your coven. And she is my creation, my belonging my dear Telcoltlt. Taking something that isn't yours can have dire consequences." Marcius would not let this come to a full on fight, he knew that in the back of his mind, but respect your elders Telly dear. In his anger, he pulled his hand out from under her dress tearing off her black lace boyshorts, before pushing her down to the floor with a huge force. "There. She is unhanded." His red eyes blazed with a fury as his hand clenched in a fist around black lace. ~~*~~ Karina felt his hand slip up inside the back of her dress, feeling along her and grasping and groping. She struggled in his grip. But then Telly spoke and deep blue eyes turned to him. But then Marcius was talking again, and she felt his grip tighten, the pull of lace on her flesh, the sound of it rip as it was torn away from her body. With them off, she was tossed down to the floor, landing with enough force that had she not been a vampire she would of been dead. She whimpered slightly as she tried to lift herself up from the floor, waiting for the broken bones to heal so that she could move better. "Go away Marcius. NOW!" [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| .:.Like a Bird.:. | Telcoltl | 10:23:32 10/12/09 Mon |
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