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It was a dance.

She had done it before, time and time again. With only one other.

Her heart riled in a dangerous rhythm. Where he sought to woo and be kind, she sought to rip for the wild things he had brought to her door.

For what use would she have had ever seen in a man like him if he had not proven so wild?

She aimed teeth for his throat. Never seeking to puncture.