Felling any foe with my gaze.

She shakily stood her legs weak. Her back came against his sweaty chest, and she looked up at him, and he looked down at her.

She was his foe, and he was hers.

But right now there was only him and her, and he was deep inside this little Miko.

She tugged his hair, and he leaned down and covered her mouth with his. Her tongue ran over his fangs, and he tasted her blood.

They kissed so hard the blood was dripping out of their mouths.

He growled, she moaned.

He was going to kill her.