writers_muses 139.1.A - Blooded

Alexander rolled over, slinging his arm over the prone form of Christine Parker. Both he and his companion were exhausted from the night before, a mixture of late night devotion to the law which had been only interrupted by their mutual need for sexual gratification.

"You blooded me, you beast," Christine's voice was a purr, even though her back was to him. "I should make you pay for that."

( Alexander kissed her shoulder and inhaled deeply. She smelled of warmth and winter, champagne and sex )

Muse: Melek Taus / The Peacock Angel ( in his human guise of Alexander Grigori)
Fandom: Folklore / Mythology
Word Count: 867