"And zche taschte of its. Schalty and schweet." The aberration turned it's long neck and sliped a long purplish black tongue out of the fanged mouth. The tongue slapped against Sionn's shoulder and was dragged across her chest, above her breasts. It slid between her breasts...down her abdomen and up again...all the way up across her throath to her chin. The skin was left cold in the pattern he had painted.<br/><br/>The clawd hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together and dragged them apart again, kneading them roughly. He was cold, but warm enough that she couldn't forget it was a living breathing thing that molested her. Finally his tongue slid across her lips, pushing in between them into her mouth.