Date: 2009-10-08 07:02 am (UTC)
syncopath: (drums)
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Growling softly, he bit her back, deep, latching onto the skin just where her neck curved into the shoulder. His fingers dug into her flesh, nails scratching.

The drums swelled, close to a crescendo, and the Master made a sound that could have been a whimper, not slowing his pace. One hand drifted up, almost blindly, toward her head.

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