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Date Posted: 06/12/07 7:32pm
Author: Zidane
Subject: Should I stay or should I go?
In reply to: Bree 's message, "Where'd ya go?" on 06/12/07 7:23pm

(His expression changed so fast that it was like a switch had been flicked somewhere. His eyes went red and his mouth thinned to a straight line as he glared at her.) I do not lie, Sabrina.. nor will I ever. Dinna e'er call me a liar again. (He spat the words, anger dripping off them. He advanced on her, anger roiling off him like smoke off a fire.) I told ye that ye could leave if ye want to.. and ye bluidy well can.. but ken that ye have a long way to walk if ye chose to. I told ye I would protect ye, and I will bluidy well do it even if it means holding onto yer wee bauble until I ken what it is doing to ye. I am nay holding ye prisoner lass.. nor any of the others.. they come to my bed willingly, and if ye think me possible of raping a lass then ye ken less about me than I thought. (His head shifted and the vase soared over his head, smashing spectacularly on the wall behind him. He growled when she turned her back, not about to let her withdraw into herself. He wanted this fire from her, it intrigued him, aroused him, fueled him.) Look at me. (He gritted, and kept advancing until her back hit the wall, then he tossed the glass behind him so that it shattered in the fire, and put his hands on either side of her against the wall. His scent surrounded them both, and his eyes held hers, daring her to move away.) I am nay playing here, Bree.. nay a wee bit of it is play. These women are here trying to make themselves a part of my clan so that their fathers and brothers can gain an ally. Do ye really think that makes me want to mate them? (And yet, there she was, with no lands or allegiance to offer.. and he fucking well wanted her so bad he could feel his groin tightening painfully.) I am a man, a leannan.. a warm-blooded man with needs.. did ye think I would refuse the attentions of a willing woman?

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