Cerulean Cape hey-- i was doing just fine before i met you

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It was almost an effort to hide the revulsion that bubbled up in the shadow when Engel asked her to rate him. The feeling softened a little when she was awarded a 10-- though she was a little irritated that she even cared. The Messeda girl flashed a mischievous grin and stood suddenly. Without a word she pushed into Engel, rolling him onto his back and standing over him.
Tine smothered him with a flurry of kisses on his face and neck, pausing to murmur: Hmmm... eleven. in an impish tone before she continued. After several beats her attentions became less playful, taking on a different tone.
A familiar surge went through her and she nipped hard at his shoulder. Instantly she regretted the decision; had she drawn blood? Regardless, she licked the area a couple of times and moved back. The shadow whined in, for once, genuine remorse. I'm sorry, Engel! I didn't mean to bite that hard...