Posted by War Scribe & Willow Bark on 4/26/2008, 9:15 am, in reply to "In The Clutches of Evil"
After War Scribe finished smothering Willow Bark, the Drowling released him and grinned with glee as the Ranger gasped for air, "My, my, my it seems that I have left you breathless, Willow. Muwha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"WRETCHED WITCH!" snapped the red-faced Ranger, "No matter how much you tempt me and no matter how much you seduce me, I will never be yours! NEVER!"
"We'll see about that, naughty boy," War Scribe cooed as she grabbed the Ranger's head once more and planted a firm kiss upon Willow's lips. However, the Ranger would have none of it and bit down on the Drowling's lower lip to the point that he was able to draw blood.
Painfully War Scribe pulled back, touched her lips with her finger tips and noticed a trickle of blood from her mouth, "OOOOWWWW! THAT HURT! You, you, you menace! How dare you?! You made me bleed on my best bodice. Do you know how difficult it is to wash blood out of leather?! WELL?! DO YOU?!"
"You deserve no less, Drowling!" spat Willow with a defiant gleem in his eyes, "I will never be your bedmate! I will be free of your clutches and seek my revenge. And when I get through with you, I will make you pray for Death!"
"Promises, promises!" War Scribe smiled from ear to ear, "You made me bleed, its time I made you do the same. After all, one ill turn deserves another."
The Drowling pulled forth an ornate curved dagger and approached The Ranger with a nasty gleam in her eyes.
"What do you intend, War Scribe?" Willow Bark asked with no fear in his voice, "To kill me before you take me to your bed or after?"
"Worse, much much worse," the Drowling cooed as she brought the dagger to Willow's chest, sliced open his tunic from his navel to his collarbone without drawing a single drop of blood and ripped the remaining fabric from his torso. Tossing the dagger aside, War Scribe wrapped her arms around Willow's waist and began to lick her blood stained lips and tongue up and down the Ranger's well defined abdomen, "I intend to appreciate my prize, Mister Washboard Abs! Mwuwha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
"NOOOOO!" cried Willow Bark who bucked back and forth against the spider's web all to no avail, "MELIN MINE! HELP ME!"
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