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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4947114" data-attributes="member: 79171">[sblock=Fanservice!]Clover slunk over to the man, rolling back her shoulders, cat-like, as she reached up to twine her arms around his neck. She crooned, "There, there. That's a good man. So obedient!" She laughed, slipping her hand down to grab his necktie. She twined her fingers through it and gave it a tug like a leash, all the while mesmerizing him with her smile. Deep down, though, Clover was scared shitless. She couldn't figure out for the life of her why she was acting this way! Such lascivious behavior was against her moral code, after all.As she tugged the man close via his necktie, Clover found herself looking down. Her fleur de lis glistened magnificent silver in the moonlight. It mocked her and stripped her of her innocence. Her grandmother would be so ashamed!Reaching up with one hand, the other on the tie, she drew the man's face in and towards her, planting a sultry kiss beside his ear. She breathed in his scent and smelled his fear. She saw the nervousness on his face. She pouted and tangled her fingers in his hair to calm him, "Ohh... relax. You're so tense! Just think of me as your after-dinner glass of wine, right? Delicious to behold. Sweeter to taste. And will help you... unwind..." Clover giggled into his ear and drew up a hand to begin unbuttoning the collar of his shirt. One. Two. Three buttons should do it. She drew the fabric away from his skin and planted a kiss on his heated neck. She licked her lips and smiled at him, mischivious, "You know, any other vampire wouldn't really give a damn about how much it costs you at the dry cleaner to get blood out of your shirt."And with that ironic note, she plunged her fangs deep within him.Instantly, she felt her senses come alive. His momentary struggle was a high for her, and she became more persistent: suckling just enough to sustain herself, yet still being rather open with her enjoyment. She held the man up for the twenty or so seconds it took her to feed and, to Clover, it seemed like they were the only two people in the world for that short amount of time. His warm body pressed to hers, urgently begging her support from the muscle-numbing drain of blood. [/sblock]'But you can't keep him, Clover! You have to let him go!'Coming to this realization, she finally attempted to disengage. Giving one last draw of blood, she tried to pull away.<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2270155/" target="_blank"></a><a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2270155/" target="_blank"></a>   Will save to pull away...<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2270155/" target="_blank">1d20+5 → [13,5] = (18)</a></blockquote>

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