Dōkeshi
KITTEH. OF. MURDER.
Kobayashi finally pulled away, resting his head on the ground. His lower lip was down in what passed for a smile from him, and he gently ran a clawed finger down Morrigan's spine. Despite the fact that his mind had gone completely out the window, he was still conscious of the fact that her scent was driving him crazy.
"You know... I could get used to that. It's been a while since anybody cared enough to do it."
[member="Morrigan"]
"You know... I could get used to that. It's been a while since anybody cared enough to do it."
[member="Morrigan"]