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“ ——– so, i’m a smelly little creature now ? “ eyebrows raise in disbelief of her insults though they’re not surprising, she’s fully aware of the fact that nikol prefers to throw around numerous insults about her kind, obviously trying to prove a point to cora or herself. who knows ? “ for someone who said they weren’t gonna watch you sure enjoyed yourself doing so. “ she spoke in a rather teasing tone. seconds pass & she’s elegantly walking to perch herself between nikol’s legs as requested, her head perching on her shoulder so cocoa’s can watch nikol’s every movement, clearly enjoy the view as she does so. “ by the way, keep insulting me & you’ll be spending your night alone, again. “
“Something like that,” she retorted, “but you’re definitely not the worst. I often dream of you in a much better form -- immortal, bloodthirsty and bearing two fangs. Maybe then I could cope having you around for longer than a decade. You’d make a fine little sire, sweetheart.” Two firm hands settled on Cora’s hips initially, thumbs pressed into the dimples of her back. Nikol’s head fell forward, lips brushing against her shoulder as her fingers hesitantly adjusted to do up the back of her dress. “An excellent fit indeed.” Her fingers traveled around her waist, pulling her close. “Do you really think I’d let you leave me?” A quick movement to grasp onto her throat, gold-painted nails digging into her skin. “I’d murder you first.”
