The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt #: 8
Pen name: Alby Mangroves
Pairing: James and Victoria
Rating: M
Photos for prompts can be found here:
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A/N: Grateful thanks to lightstardusting for pre-reading, and always making my work better x
I didn't make ms-ambrosia read the rest of these because she's got enough on her plate trying to complete her own responses to the TT25 x
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The music is too loud in the little bar beneath them, but they're oblivious to the noise. It's the smell of sweaty bodies which permeates their senses, the dancers writhing and panting all around that excite them.
James' hand inches slowly down her back, his vermilion eyes penetrating hers in barely veiled lust. Victoria doesn't need to breathe, but the scent of him is like her drug, and she inhales it into defunct lungs.
It's time to leave; now, before the crowd thins and someone notices that one of their own is missing. It's time to find someone to drink.