@singofus asked: [ NEED ] receiver approaches sender and kisses them longer and more passionately than they ever have before. (Alecto to Kal?)
he's been playing on the tennis courts against his twin , oversized mushrooms and vines erupting from beneath the clay ground , fairy rings here and there as they both utilize their magic to keep the volley going , rather than trying to get each other out . but it's the deep south , and it's the 80s , and that means he started in a cut tie-dyed t-shirt but is now sweating and shirtless , the shirt discarded somewhere , and in some tiny and sinful athletic shorts as he darts around the complicated courts .
alecto watches , red eyes darker than the blackest ruby , a white knuckled grip on the railing of the balcony as she watches him move . she's not exactly priding herself on her restraint , but there's a reason she hasn't watched these matches before .
tisiphone's shit-eating grin beside her does not make matters easier .
alecto watches as sal looks to something in the shadows , catching the ball as it rockets to her shoulder , not sending it back . there's a wave to kal , and then sal is gone , off into the shadows , leaving kal to put the plants away .
alecto is over the edge of the balcony and stalking to kal before she can blink . she gets to him but seconds later , her mind overwhelmed with the physical desire she feels , in addition to the overwhelming sweetness of his magic-infused blood . it's like candy , but actually appetizing to her . with longer fangs and slight claws , she grabs his bare arm and opposite shoulder , yanking him down into a hungry kiss with a snarl .
she pulls him so he's off his balance , and sends them both to the ground , heedless of the clay cloud rising around them as they collide with the earth . she wastes no time straddling him , moving from his mouth to his throat to lick at his sweat , all of it sweet to her . she sinks her fangs in , flooding her mouth with candy blood and his body with pleasure , not caring where this goes , so long as it goes .
