♣ │ Blake Micheal Izenburg │ ♣
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Blake turned around and went back to the girl. He looked down at her before speaking. "My, I don't think I need that dip anymore, but that's not all. It seems someone was upset that I didn't kiss her on the lips. And here I was being a gentleman." Blake then pulled Bellia close to his body. He used the dark magic-fire to warm his body to dry him off. With his hair slightly damp now, and hanging in front of his eyes. He placed his right hand on the small part of her back, to inch her closer to him; then, finally holding her other arm with his Left. Just in case she decided to him. He brought his lips to the girl's and kissed her. He held that kiss for a moment, before he slipped his tongue in her mouth, before retreating all together. He released the girl and waited for her assault. "Was that a better kiss for you then?"
♣ │ The darkest desire fills my soul, like a burning fire in the darkest of night. │ ♣