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Shivers
Its funny, the way feelings affect you. Giggles, from the slightest glance. Tingling shivers when she caresses my mind, like a cold breeze blowing, teasing, across my skin. My blood boils with expectation, as when the hunt takes me, stalking my prey by moonlight. I pick up the scent, setting my haunches arise. Slinking into the shadows, quietly creeping behind her I quickly tangle my hand in her long auburn hair, which in itself strangles my thoughts. Savagely easing her head back... Shiver My eyes lock with her big, deep, Doe like eyes, seeing mystery, and mischief, drawing me deeper into my hunger... Shiver Muscles tensing going to one knee I draw her across the other, and I feel a quiver run through her body... Shiver It starts in my throat and resonates in my chest, the growl that escapes my lips... Shiver This close I can smell the metallic scent of her blood and I drag my claws across her stomach... Shiver I sink my teeth against her neck tasting her sweet flesh... Shiver........ Shiver
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