Smiling against his lips she deepened the kiss, moving her tongue with his own, fighting him for dominance. Her body always betrayed her. She wanted to appear un-phased.... cool... calm... collected. But internally all her nerves were on high alert. She felt every movement, every push, every pull of his tongue.<br/><br/>..............Her brain shut off and she could only push into his kiss.<br/><br/>She could taste her blood and a shock to her system left her body trembling. Not in fear, in need.<br/><br/>He pulled away and ran his trained hands over her body and she felt heat instantly ignite under his touch. He was rough yet sensual with her, it was the perfect addition to his voice.<br/><br/>The deep slow baritone that was his voice. He always sounded so calm... his voice was unwavering and seemed to shatter her resolve.<br/><br/>She would bow to that voice. She would pray to that voice. She would kill to that voice.... his voice... as she was his.<br/><br/>His fingers slipped down her body and his words made her cheeks flush pink. The moment he touched the moist cavern between her thighs her head fell back with a gasp as her eyes closed in pleasure. She could feel the pain in her shoulder, the blood running down her skin and his fingers teasing her gently.<br/><br/>The sounds he was making her produce were filled with want and desire. Her shoulders dropped a bit as her body relaxed in his hold. The silk kimono sliding off her shoulders slightly.<br/><br/>Mishiko's voice held a dark and tantric note to it, "Sweeter...." She egged him as she rose her head to look into his eyes. Parting her lips she panted as her elongated fangs showed the pure lust she was feeling for him.<br/><br/>Eyeing him for a moment she felt her body change. She was shifting... as her body marking began to become visible on her skin, her ears coming to a point.....<br/><br/>Reaching up, she ran her clawed hands through his blond hair with abandon as she pulled on it hard enough to snap his head back and expose his neck. Pressing her breasts into his chest she ran her tongue up the base of his neck to his chin. Tasting his skin on lips. "Payback..." She whispered as she lurched forward and sunk her fangs into his neck. Her fangs ran deep as his blood pooled into her mouth.<br/><br/>Warm..... smooth..... and rich. Feeling it run across her tongue as she drank from him only made her wish to be closer to him, all the more wicked....<br/><br/>Her fingers were wrapped in his tresses as she pulled her fingers out from his hair and down the back of his neck and across the expanse of his shoulders. Tugging on the fabric that shielded him from her view. She pulled hard enough to loosen it around his shoulders. Pulling it down to his arms.<br/><br/>In the moonlight the vixen looked to worship him... and worship him she would...