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Pepper Poттѕ (bossing) wrote in kiseki_logs,

She hears it, the way his pulse leaps and heart pounds, swiftly pumping more of the sweet, warm blood through his veins, calling to her as much as the distinct scent of pheromones in the air. She knows he enjoys the act of her using him like that, as much as he doesn't wish to; but he can never hide his reactions from her sharp senses. It's not without its allure for her, either, beyond the obvious satisfaction she derives from it-- feeding on the willing could be a very sensual thing.

Pepper mimics him, still blunt teeth biting into her lip to smother a tiny whimper at the hunger clawing at her belly even more ferociously at the offer, her blue eyes beginning to take on a faint luminous tint; first stages of turning into the yellow, cat-like ones. Her fingers ghost down his bare sides, nails raking lightly enough to barely tickle. She knows he's right. She does need this, after days of fighting it off.

"Come lay down," she requests in a low tone, tugging on his hand.