His hand slides slowly over her velvety skin, while she lolls wickedly on the altar, giving him a challenging look. His dark skin scarred and marked with the symbols from some otherworldly, half-human demon. His yellow eyes flashed. Dangerous. But it does not matter to her, unimpressed she reaches for the cup, filled with the delicious liquid.
He pushes it to her ... slowly .... and a stealthy grin flits across his face.