Date: 2006-01-30 12:00 pm (UTC)
"Quite, pet. You're a corker, you are."

He closes his eyes, holding her close. Satisfaction at the fact she'd said no, but didn't flee...for the first time in a long time he dared to hope. Hope that soon her corruption would be complete and the damage done would never be fixed with love, soulmates, or angels. Wheedling away at one soul was so arduous, but for one like this, as pure and light as this witch? He was willing to pull out all the stops.
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