I have to thank Doris O'Connor for the picture. I knew what I wanted to write, but had no picture, and she found it for me... I must admit it's usually the other way round. I have the picture, think oh there's a story there, and wait for it to hit me.
So it's a picture and 200 words...
Â flash of Fire... a hint of Desire
His cloak swirled around him hiding the evidence.
"Sit there Nickita. Don't move—watch."
Would She? He spun round. She watched him, through eyes that sparkled in the candle light.
So theatrical but that was what was needed this time. His tail flashed under the silk, burnish gold and shot with fire.
"Are you cold?"
At a flick of his hand flames rose and danced around the empty grate. She gasped
"What are you?"
He laughed. "Nickita sweetness. Don't you know? Haven't you watched and learned what we can do?"
He kissed her lips. The contact seared his skin. It was time.
What would she say? Would she accept all he desired? All he needed… all he ever wanted.
"We Nickits-mia. We. You're mine. Why do you think you were named so? Nickita, my little devil. My little devil. Are you ready to decide? Do we go to heaven or hell? Only you know the answer."
"You hold my life in your hands. You agree to partner me, and show me light. Or you deny me. Then I sink into the abyss once more. And I take you with me."
He paused. "What will it be?"
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