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Ymg' ahnythor mgep mgeptharanak ya geb llll nilgh'rinah hnah, ya uh'eog.”
Though her divination was not meant to be, the forsaken kept her words pressed into the rot. Words that turned cloying, plaguing, Ngnah, ymg' mgepah uh'eor l' gotha gokln'gha ya?”

And if her benevolent mistress sought to bless sup upon such a devout devourer, then who was the roseate to revoke Namira’s grace?
The only rights the patron retained was to feast, for it was the will of her Prince and Her Will was law.

So, with no note of prim modesty, Nesrine:
s u p p e d and c o n s u m e d
as the euphoria of a wholly insatiable bloodlust swept her up into its arms and weighed her down and down and down in exactly the manner she adored.
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64°, currently it is mostly cloudy/heavy mist and set during afternoon. Located in Great Bear Wilderness, Haunted Woods | ooc notes: here i am! finally!

The cool air of the afternoon was strange for such a warm summer. Clouds hung low in the sky, only to eventually touch the ground as it mingled with the mist of the haunted woods, clouding his senses as the thick air choked out most; except for one thing. The smell of blood was thick. It clung to the clouds in a thick perfume, beckoning the beast for his attention as he padded forward. Maw hanging open as to taste the air upon his tongue as the behemoth approached the scene. 

Only a low bay rolled from his lips as he eyed her with a bloodstained glare. Irises washed onto the scene, absorbing the bloodsoaked scenery, the meal she was consuming which was a scene he was all too familiar with. Although he was amused to see more and more cannibals begin to congregate around, she was still unfamiliar to him, as well as her reasoning for being here. Although it wasn't quite trespassing as of yet, he still decided it was so. These were to be his lands after all. 

Slowly he stepped forward, lips peeled back just enough for the glint of his fangs to shimmer in the pale light, swallowing the earth beneath him. For now, he didn't have anything to say - but he'd listen should she speak.
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“Care to join?”
The offer was low, with lilting supplication lurking beneath. Nesrine took her time to ruminate over the morsel she currently gnawed between yellowed fangs; and only when it passed down her blood-daubed throat did she cast an absent, lingering look over a rounded shoulder.

And when she saw who stood there, her red lips parted in a siren’s smile.
“I won’t bite, unless you’d like me to?” With that, she pushed her weight into the moss-laden earth up and up into a sit; thick plume of a tail shifting with idle amusement of her own and she looked the colossus up and down and up again.
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No. Although his mind may change later, for now, he was more so interested in the female at hand. Food was food, and the ever-growing abyss in his belly always demanded to be fed, to see a morsel just waiting, offered to him was tempting. 

You're welcome to give it a try. He offered a quick grin in reply, challenging her teasing with his own. His aggression to her trespassing had subsided, for now, curious had taken over as he looked the woman over with a quirked brow. Although, I cannot promise the same... I bite... hard. He said with a click of his fangs as they met, punctuating his sentence.
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Her laugh was saccharine and bitter, like the sap that bled in gluts from the red hinterlands of the coast. “I don’t mind leaving a few marks, myself,” she cawed, laving an iron-smothered tongue over teeth already rouged. “And I assume by how you mean to apprehend me with your hulking height, these woods are of your claim?”

She stood, then — toeing the definitions between brazen and coy, seeing what she could get away with before she ignited the ire within him. “I am Nesrine,” patron to Namira was what she left unfinished. Perhaps at another time, she’d tell him of who she followed, but for now...
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Vengeance was a man with little patience. Actions spoke louder than words, and boredom was a demon that always lingered, pushing him to entertain himself in devilish ways to calm the restlessness within. Luckily for most, including this female here, curiosity was bigger than boredom, bigger than his lack of tolerance as he always desired nothing more than to push a situation to see where it went before it ended abruptly in bloodshed. Heh. The crooked smile remained as he huffed a harsh chortle. 

Yes. An answer is as simple as death itself. Spoken in a low whisper as vocals bombarded the air, speaking volumes of the dark thoughts that went through his head. To claim her kill, to take her himself in battle... or other beastly actions. Her flirtatious demeanor danced a dangerous line in his presence, and his eyes lit aflame with every inclination that haunted his reasoning.

Vengence. Mercenary for hire... Warlod of the Nightwalkers, and yes, these woods are our claim.
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And all the while it took him to reply, the roseate only crept ever closer and closer; until she was mere lengths away. But even from here, she could smell the decay on him, of him; see the disheveled hide, rippling, stirring the colossus’s near-Herculean figure with absent intentions of its own. Nesrine wonders how many before her have suffocated within their depths — one way or another, all things considered. 

“Have room for one more?” she enquired, breathing Vengeance’s pestilential incense in as she did. She dared another step closer, and another; her words seething from her as a glint of ravenosity flickered in ambered eyes. Take him in a skirmish, she would no doubt mind... but what if for herself?

A soft, chittering rumble lurked in the back of her throat — she didn’t try to hide that, nor the way her dark nostrils flared.
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As she swallowed the distance between them, Vengeance remained still, tall and proud as ruby eyes remained on the red-faced woman. Intrigued by what her plan was. What was she to do next. She had his curiosity, but now Nesrine had his attention. Absolutely. The word tumbled from blackened lips in a soft murmur.

She was a curious one that was certain. She came off as confident, capable - the scenery with which that was laid out before him that she painted was enough to let him know that she was capable of what the Nightwalkers desired, were capable of. A seductress if he had ever laid eyes on one.

He pondered for a moment; perhaps this is how she ensnared her prey. With grace and tact like a venus flytrap luring their meals with the sweet perfume of their breath. His own orbs matched hers, a brilliant ruby flame lit with a hunger that roared within. He stepped forward as well, swallowing what was left of the space between them, until his chest nearly touched hers, their fur mingling with one another as he remained, still, increasingly curious and excited of what she was to do next.
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And her nose found the peak of his breastbone without hesitation, honeyed eyes never leaving the acclaimed warlords’ as she ran her chin up through the furs of the column of his neck. Namira’s soulful daughter could almost taste his iron on her tongue and she wantedtososhedid,
the insidious purr only deepening as, with a quick tick of her rose head, snipped into the flesh just shy of his jugular; a mere kitten’s nibble, when compared to how she’d been gorging herself like a lioness, earlier.

Nesrine opened her maw wide, lips curling with impish glee as she laved her tongue up up up along to the corner of his jaw— and an undulating groan reverberated from deep between her own throat and lungs as his scent smothered her, choked her. She only pressed herself further into her would-be bloodlord; a noxious laugh following her the entire time.
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Temptress, a flirtatious bitch and he was all for it. She had pushed all the right buttons to calm one desire, to fight and tear - but awaken one he always had beneath the surface. He could feel the warmth pour over him, an unbearable heat that filled him to a fever pitch of insanity. It had been a long time since the desire for carnal pleasure had arisen in the leviathan, exhaling he felt as she pushed herself into him, stretching out his neck to give her space... but as well to poise himself for a strike. 

A coiled cobra he snaked his neck just enough to allow them to entwine with one another and the moment her teeth sank into his flesh - he felt that rush all come flooding in. Pupils dilating, he acted quickly as he aimed his own teeth onto her shoulder, though he did not clamp down to sink into her own flesh, he was not quite... gentle. 

The goliath bore down on the woman with his weight, pushing, hoping to overpower her. Were she smaller, the task would be easy, but he didn't know what she had up her sleeve... the thought excited him further. He could feel every hair on his body rising with exhilaration.
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Her breath stuttered as she felt the whisper of his own retaliation  (of sorts)  hiss along her shoulder and she hissed too; amber eyes veering back beneath her lashes as she almost let herself be lain by him; slain in the most sinful ways. But as he coaxed her to lie abed upon the moss she only seethed more, a tutting hiss of her own.

And as he veered to her shoulder, Nesrine twisted further, let her teeth catch on the cusp of an ear; not to pierce the flesh therein, but rather, to gnaw and lave at the cartilage. Something to amuse her, to entertain her while the redcloak administered whatever he saw fit upon her own person. She hoped her trills wound right through his ear and further coax his frenzied mind.

All the while the roseate finally allowed herself to give some way to him; limbs aquiver with the effort, pushed into a heavy sit that took the breath from her. He could press her into the moss, then — on her back, her belly, if he so wished — and ensnare her to where they both needed another most.

But for now, her lips and teeth left his ear in favor for nibbling along the length of matted neck; writhing torturous and slow into him.
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Heavily he breathed a warm breath onto her shoulder as he pressed on. He pressed into her, allowing her teeth to sink further as he did the same - only for Nesrine to find his ear and begin assaulting the cartilage upon his crown.

She pushed back against his will, and he purred a horrific tune, a mixture between a growl and a hiss of pleasure as he continued his hold onto her, between busied fangs that as his tongue lolled from its position and onto her coat. Tasting the woman as he desired more. He felt himself harden, muscles and all as she finally gave way, allowing him to tower over her, hover as he drank in the moment. 

Absolute lust, the man lacked every ounce of romance one would expect of from a man in his prime - they were far past the point of no return, there was no turning back, he desired absolution, satisfaction and should she regret her decision to push him to this point... he wouldn't allow her to back down now. 

Pushing, clawing at her side, he demanded her to roll onto her belly - and he would hurry her with nips and nicks, pressing more and more as his aggressions grew with desire, should she wait too long, he wouldn't shy away from drawing blood in his demands.