A/N: For the Monthly Het-tastic Drabble-athlon competition, January 2014.
jaggernaut
1: Pretty
A woman could look pretty all they liked, but all it took was a bit of blood to show their true side.
Most women fell apart at the seams when painted with blood. He'd lick it delicately off, enjoying the bitter twang on his tongue and the shivers of fear that led his own body to tremble with delightful anticipation. He'd make sure to enjoy it thoroughly, because the anticipation lead to nothing, mostly. A little bit of foreplay, and the taste of that bittersweet red on his lips was the best of it.
But when she was oozing blood from under too-long fingernails, his soul preceded its body in hunger, and her eyes would meet him in that same crazed hunger. And she'd meet his eyes with a teasing grin, and he'd grin back and accept the game of cat, mouse and bird she offered.
After all, he couldn't be half-starved when he caught that deliciously not-pretty – almost feral – mouse.
