"Oh I could." He growls, pressing his hand against her stomach. His other reaches towards her shoulder, but doesn't pause there, continues to move until his hand is almost around her neck, his thumb over her throat.
His voice turns south. A sultry almost evil sounding whisper. "So what do you want, Mina Harker? What are you trying to get from me?"
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Date: 2009-04-30 11:07 pm (UTC)His voice turns south. A sultry almost evil sounding whisper. "So what do you want, Mina Harker? What are you trying to get from me?"