Disclaimer: I do not own Skinwalkers nor its characters. They belong to LGF, After Dark, and whoever else screwed the movie up.
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Title: A High for Free
Rating: M/R
Words: 184
Note/Warning: Loosely ties to all canons. Nongraphic sexual situations. Pre.
Teaser: He's always been a contradiction.
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A High for Free
The blood on her lips tasted sweeter than honey, and the honey between her legs tasted sweeter than blood.
For a being made of fire and spice she tasted of everything nice and naughty.
The silver moonlight shined in her amber eyes like diamonds, and the blood dripped from her ivory fangs like liquid rubies.
She was a jewel of a gem, a decadent dessert; she was something wild and precious and rare.
A single taste was all he needed to find his true addiction.
The bloodlust that came with every full moon was nothing compared to the lust that came with her.
And the buzz the two addictions gave him when they were slaked was like nothing he'd ever known.
The sweet hum of fresh blood and the sweet hum of her body's song were melodies made to compliment each other, and his ears perked up at the tune.
They weren't the only part of him that perked up.
Like a druggie who had found the secret, sweetest high, he craved her.
And he had never felt so free in his entire life.