Prince Vlad, Dracula ([personal profile] vojvode) wrote in [personal profile] janebecomes 2009-12-11 10:59 pm (UTC)

His hand comes up to brush the back of his knuckles against her cheek. His touch is cool, but not unpleasant, and his breath smells of roses and the earth.

"Your words are the pulse of your heart, are they not?"

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