Title: A Better Hunter

Prompt #10: Wow, kinky.

Characters: Wesker, Birkin


Long prehensile tongues swept the air together, winding like snakes in search of heat, in search…., meat. There was a certain beauty and fascination as those slick red muscles wound about themselves, each other…, until skinless bodies were found, caressed with the tips as they probed each other, searching sightlessly for their next meals. A single lapping tongue, sliced seamlessly through the air, as claws skittered upon the floor, bringing the quadruped creation of one William Birkin, closer to the heated body behind the thick pane of glass. Long claw like toes tapped curiously upon the glass, head tilting to and fro in study of what heat lay beyond. "Beautiful, aren't they?" Wispy eyes captured the scene of a eyeless being, pressing a white latex glove to the other side of security, hand running the length as that curious creation brought itself splayed upon the wall, huge razor like teeth upon display with a muted hiss; tongue splatting upon the opposing side to smear saliva upon the wall. Crushing its teeth upon glass in and attempt to get beyond, and reach the potential victim on the other side. "So…, fragile, and yet so powerful." Unblinking eyes stared onward, as the airy stature of such being's creator, sway unconsciously with the strange melody that moved the viral plague upon the other side, wavering in tandem.

"Fragile?"

"Yes." Unaffected by the aristocratic English which pierce the air, far louder than that of the barest whisper from the doctor's own lips. The long tongue laved upon glass, lapping the surface behind William Birkin's hand, gloved fingers curling to stroke the glass behind. "Apart from their sharp teeth, and highly aggressive nature, these creatures of mine are so... delicate. To have one's most vital organ, on the outside of their body, on display for anyone who dare takes its life. No flesh to protect its limbs." Lower a hand, which the licker on the other side followed, long digits caressed the length of a fleshless, 'frail' torso, palm sliding up until only the fingers trailed together, curling them inward as a single finger pressed delicately upon the very point that that slimy extra appendage rest. "Yet they have no fear… Perhaps their lack of pain receptors that alerts them to their eminent danger."

"Perhaps… But they understand caution. They stalk their pray."

"Hnn…" William's hypnotized eyes followed that of the creatures body behind glass, the youthful hum trapped within his throat, drawing attention from orbs hidden behind dark frames. Arms splayed, white gloves matching with clawed appendages, taking in the sight before pressing his own tongue upon the glass; the liquid upon the other side smeared as the other's dark muscle shoved and sought against it. Birkin's cheek nestling up against it. "They'd be better lovers, than they are killers…"

"Kinky." Unamused sarcasm dripped from thin lips drawn in a line; a dark leather clad hand cupping about the waist of white pure fabric, pinning back to the lab coat to grip a thin hip. "William… come. We have guests to attend to. We'll see just how frail these creatures really are."