Sora's Darkness *V2*

He bit down on her neck.

 

She became alarmed but she trusted Sephiroth in what he's doing and intertwine her fingers with his hand.

 

He removed his fangs and gently licked the wound.

 

"What was that?" She asks weakly.

 

"Just a mark I put on you."

 

"How is it different from a victim's bite mark?"

 

"You're not dead."

 

"I still don't get what that means."

 

"That you are mine and mine alone."

 

She beams happily and embrace him tightly.

 

He hugged her back.

 

She breaks away then places her hand over her wound. "Where did you learn this sort of thing?"

 

He shrugged. "Instinct I suppose."

 

She nods. "I want more than a mark to be claimed as yours."

 

"Are you proposing a wedding?"

 

"Sure. If you want to."

 

"Aren't you moving a bit fast?"

 

"I know but something is stirring up for more."

 

"Perhaps it's not a wedding it wants."

 

"No," she admitted, "kind of..." she recalls the future one ready to take her shirt off. "Skin against skin."
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She kisses hers lustfully as she teases him.