The Vixen:
Her right
hand is wrapped about his throat, her thumb pressing lightly against his Adam’s
apple and her fingers firmly pulling his face down to hers. Her left hand is
pressed against his toned chest. He leans in to kiss her and she bites his
bottom lip, hard.
CUT
His hand are entwined in her long red hair as he pulls her head back and his other hand
fumbles at the buttons of her button down dress. His lips are on her throat. Her
blue eyes are closed and her full pink lips are parted as she moans quietly.
CUT
She is
pushing him into the dirt, straddling his chest, and kissing him hard on the
mouth. His hands are wrapped around her thighs as he leans further into the
kiss.
CUT
They are
running through a forest, dashing in and about the trees and both wearing no clothes. The moonlight and stars
lighting their path was highlighting their beautiful body’s with an eery glow. She looks over her
shoulder and squeals in delight as his fingertips slide over her waist as he attempts
to grab her and pull her backwards into his embrace. She dances away, swirling
about in the air as she skips ahead, her arms held out and her hands twirling.
Her hair billows around her and her eyes are wide and alight with the
exhilaration of his chase.
CUT
He stumbles
to a halt, “Wha-?” he mutters, but his throat sticks as the chills run down
his spine. He takes a small step back, holding his hands out before him, and
shakes his head, “This isn’t real,” he says quietly.
“Oh, but it
is,” she said. The tall, slender woman was no longer a woman. Or at least she
was not a human woman. Fur the colour of burnt orange, had erupted from her
flesh and covered her entire body. Her teeth had grown sharp, her mouth and jaw
elongated into a canine’s muzzle and her ears had lengthened and transformed
into large pointed triangles. Her blue eyes had darkened to black orbs and claws
had replaced her nails. Nine, long bushy white tipped tails had grown from the
small of her back and were gently flicking and swaying behind her.
“What are
you?” he asked, frozen to the spot with fear as the human-fox grinned,
revealing a mouth full of deadly looking white fangs.
“Some call me
Kitsune, others Kumiho – I simply prefer… the
vixen,” she snarled, a deadly guttural noise that made the man jump and
shrink backwards, holding his hands in front of his face.
“Please…” he
whimpered, but that just made her laugh.
“I just love
it when they squirm,” she chortled as the man fell to his knees with a sob,
wrapped his arms around his head. The Vixen strode over to him and ran a sharp
black claw over his bare flesh and then kicked him hard onto his back and leapt onto
his chest. Straddling him once again she pressed her front paws to his wrists
into the ground so he couldn’t resist. As the tears fell from his eyes and his
body quivered, she looked into his eyes and smiled once again, “I have been
looking forward to this for a long time,” she breathed in his ear.
And then in a flash of
orange and white, her teeth ripped out his throat and thick, warm blood filled
her mouth. Her laughter filled the night air as she devoured the flesh and soul
of the man that loved her.
*
So...
It is so annoying because the scene plays out so well in my head but translating it into words is so difficult. I wanted to take this scene further, more detailed... maybe slightly longer... but this brief, badly written short snippet took me two nights to complete! So doing it well would take weeks, and it wouldn't be worth it really.
I'm planning a happy blog soon, so keep your eyes open =]
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