Draven
I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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The fae nodded, at his request and Draven smiled wickedly, pulling her up from the ground and mounted her. He took her viciously, roughly. He took her as he had take the corpse, only his teeth did not tear out her jugular vein. Instead, his teeth tore at her scruff, tore at her ribs. They tore at anything and everything that wasn't vital, and when finally he finished, he pushed her to the ground. "That's a good dog. That's a good good dog."
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Ω Draven Ω Untamed Demon Ω Solitary Slave Ω Azura Ω
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