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send me a '+' if you want a random kiss ( 5 - earlobe kiss)

    The impact of her body was sudden, and the force
     surprised her
as much as him. The woman he was nearing looked
     confused as her
dancing partner’s sweet promises ended all at once,
     her body already
mourning the miss of his intoxicating presence. She
     did not understand
how a distant muttered  ❛ Sorry, sweetie ❜  fitted
     between the low toned
voice that would be all she heard just a
     second ago.

    Lamia  could  offer the girl just  that - still,  it was far better than
    the vision of a  dead  girl  laying  near  her  bar.  She would not
    let  him  dare. The  hunter’s body was still  pressed  to the one
    of the man, dangerously close, as she dragged both of them
    to the nearest wall, leaving the  p r e y  behind.

    Illuminated  by  only  the club’s  dim light, the  two figures  appeared
    as  lovers  to the dancing crowd - holding one another in passionate
    embrace. But there was little of that in the strength with which Lamia
    pinned the man to the wall.  Darkness  for once played in  her  favour
    and hid the dagger made of  percious  metal - yet  the  woman would
    made sure the vampire  knew  of its  presence,  pressing it closer as
   she did. His cologne was filling her nose, but Lamia could only pucker
    her nose as if in disgust.

                                              ❝ I don’t even have to possess
                              your senses to feel the death reeking of you.

                 One strong leg snaked around the man’s body, the heel of one
of her  expensive  shoes  digging into his  flesh. In contrast to that,  her  lips
were at his ear - close but not touching - while her eyes  stared  sharply  at
his face, waiting for a signal of any bad intention.

❝ This is  my  bar.  And I  like  my bar and the people tha’ visit it every night.  I
know what you are and I can dispose of you quite easily, so do not tempt me.

                   I’ll let you be here - bu’ consider this a sacred ground.
            After all, you wouldn’t want me to regret being my exception,
            now, would ya?

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   Lamia  leaned  over  more,  her  lips  making  path  from  the man’s  neck
   to his jaw, pressing firm kisses anywhere she could - mocking his very
   being by what she did without words, for she considered this the best
   way to offend. Her teeth bit down on the skin on his neck, the woman’s
   face clear of any emotion save for the indifference whether she
   caused pain or not. Her mouth stopped on his ear, one final kiss
   landing there, before a whisper full of warning washed over the place.

               ❝ Don’t ever even consider making the same mistake again.

fa.