damned if you do

By the wild light of a phallic shaped flame, Lucas's eyes smouldered. His fanged grin only grew at the sight of her on the table, sitting like a present waiting to be opened, and he wasted no time in closing the distance between them. Standing between Edrei's legs, the Ascended leant in close, his hands splayed on the table at either side of her. With lips ghosting against the soft flesh of her neck, he spoke. "This might just be prior experience talking, Edrei, but something tells me I might not have to try all that hard." Laughing, he nipped at the crook of her neck, though he didn't quite break the skin just yet. LUCAS making work for idle hands