Uriel allowed herself to be led to the chouch, taking the glass of wine from Pestilence. She tasted it carefully, examining the new, unfamiliar taste. It wasn't too unpleasant.
He was kneeling at her feet, looking intently at her, and she couldn't help but feel self-conscious. Although she had altered her features slightly to resemble Mary Mallon more, in the end this was the closest to her real appearance she had been ever since their break-up. She could only hope she was desirable enough for him.
Oh, but she wanted this. Even if it was only one night, one night she might very well regret later, she was weak and cold and lonely and needed him to make her whole again.
"Mm-hmm," was the only response she gave to the horseman's comment, shivering slightly at the sensations of his hot breath and gentle tongue against her ear. "I always use it." Well, so she did not, but it was her natural scent, especially strong whenever she got excited, so it wasn't really a lie.
Holding the still mostly full glass of wine in one hand, she brought her other hand up to tangle it into his hair, savouring the softness of it. She had almost forgotten how very lovely it was.
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Date: 2006-04-25 04:24 am (UTC)He was kneeling at her feet, looking intently at her, and she couldn't help but feel self-conscious. Although she had altered her features slightly to resemble Mary Mallon more, in the end this was the closest to her real appearance she had been ever since their break-up. She could only hope she was desirable enough for him.
Oh, but she wanted this. Even if it was only one night, one night she might very well regret later, she was weak and cold and lonely and needed him to make her whole again.
"Mm-hmm," was the only response she gave to the horseman's comment, shivering slightly at the sensations of his hot breath and gentle tongue against her ear. "I always use it." Well, so she did not, but it was her natural scent, especially strong whenever she got excited, so it wasn't really a lie.
Holding the still mostly full glass of wine in one hand, she brought her other hand up to tangle it into his hair, savouring the softness of it. She had almost forgotten how very lovely it was.