Prepare the Calf for the Slaughter

A soft purr thrummed in the woman's chest as she pressed her backside back against his wandering hands.

Her lips continued to move against his own in a passionate dance that would steal both of their breaths away. She wanted to steal his breath away. Take it and claim it as her own.

The only part of him she could claim at the current time.

Razzle gives the woman's soft flesh a deep squeeze as they share caresses of the lips and then rubs deeply once again to sooth the tender area. His heart throbs deeply, yet calmly in his chest as they share this moment, absorb one another in some of the most intimate of ways.

Once again he pulls his lips reluctantly away from her's and looks up at the vampire with large, somewhat trusting eyes.

"...I wish you could free me so my restrictions wouldn't get in the way of moments like this... If these moments are something you desire as much as I do," he speaks in a whisper.