Bite me, Twice
She ran a fingertip across the pale skin of her cheek, brushing a loose strand of hair away from her face.
"He has killed another one," Percival said, her voice heavy with a Latin accent. Camilla moved closer to Percival, embracing her Master, lightly caressing her body through the thin material of her shirt. She kissed the exposed top of Percival's chest, and nuzzled her face in the cold sensation of his skin.
"That was a revenant, a diseased creature that wantonly kills for pleasure," he told the witch werewolf, stroking her hair to calm her.
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