She traveled at night. Always. It never failed for anyone to spot the cannibal goddess prowling during the night. Much like she did every night, the vampire prowled the lands before her. Exploring what was not her's and not giving a damn. Ears twitching as she listened to her surroundings. Her nostrils flaring at everything new around her as red eyes would watch to the areas before her.

It's out of prudence, and perhaps respect he does not meander towards the beach since it was claimed by the dark widow. He still doesn't approve of her rule; perhaps he should have challenged the area around her kingdom sooner but no matter. He was here now and setting out to understand what had drawn her here, what made her jump at the chance of the lands. Under cover of darkness where the demon thrived and to prevent her from spying him from drawing near. So he could understand, and perhaps teach her her proper place beneath him.

However instead of finding the dark woman he had been looking for he finds something else entirely.

For lurking in the sands and near the surf was another dark woman. One he almost missed before stopping at the glint of red eyes. Pausing and studying her. Blood tinged creature focusing the weight of his balefire gaze on the strange woman. Assessing, choosing, debating whether or not to approach or let her wandering paws come to him. He chose the latter within moments, and let the woman note the demon watching in her and come to him. ""

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She saw him shortly after he arrived and kept her eyes on him. Raven walked at a casual pace and didn't mind that she was making him wait. It wasn't until Raven got closer did she allow herself to take full notice of the creature before her. Her nostrils flared at the cologne that he wore. It smelled of caves. Of others, and it was rather intoxicating. Though it was not in such a way that Raven would throw herself at him, but in fact she'd rather eat him up if he would allow it. {Seeing a ghost, or a demon?} She would coo so easily.

She spied him as he did, the man finding her amusing though he did not show it. Watching as she approached, confident, casual, the man running his eyes over her in a masculine manner. Mmm a pretty woman indeed. One who seemed to like his scent and gander at his nature in one go. Oh he liked her. "That, my dear, is usually my line" he rumbles, watching her draw closer and closer. Drawing in her midnight scent and finding it oh so pleasing. "What brings a wraith such as yourself out here?" he queries with a rumble, intrigued. They were similar, their flames stoking one another's. This one would lay with him and come home with him after, a rippling band of onyx to add to his pearly diamond he already owned.

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The ebon woman stopped before she could get to close to tear into his flesh and devour him all in one. How intoxicating it might be for one such as she. If only she knew that there were other's like her, perhaps then Raven could be controlled but the devil before her would never be able to seize such a chance. "Then that only proves my question." She would muse at him in a hum. "Better for those of prying eyes to not see the devil walking up on them." Though he seemed to see her just fine. What a shame.

There is such thing as love at first sight, therefore lust at first sight was also possible. He allowed the fire within to surface, the heat in his gaze palpable as she stops before him. Gaze roaming with indecent interest as she speaks. "We creatures of the dark have a fair bit harder time hiding from one another" he rumbles, gaze finally dragging to her face, a smirk finally showing on his lips. For long moments, he lets the sound of words fade, the weight of his gaze focused fully upon her. Then he steps forward, stalking towards her, hunting her in a very male way. Boldly he closes the space between them, jaws reaching for an ear to nip. "This devil wishes you to see him coming" he muses, confident and suggestive. Oh he completely meant the double entendre' that could be found in his words. Now, would she be receptive to him? Hmm? Or was she too cowardly to accept what he was so clearly offering, challenging her with.

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"So it seems." She would purr at him. He was such a delightful creature to look at. Blood jewels watching him even in the dark as she was accustom to seeing in such dark places. She didn't miss a beat of his movements. Of his words that sounded hushed in her ears as they twitched at the hot breathe that nipped at them. A lip curled upwards, giving her mask cracks as she turned her head to take a good bite - not a nip - out of his shoulder before words escaped those flashy lips. "I do hope the devil is ready for what he is coming for." She was far worse than a devil. Or a demon. Or anything you could possibly think of.

He is fond of playing with fire, with blood and lust and all things of that nature. And my was it all sparking between the pair. Fangs flashed, digging into his flesh and a dark chuckle escaped the devil; she liked it rough did she? Oh he was happy to oblige. It had been a while since he had unleashed himself fully upon someone. "Careful what you wish for" he parries, blood alight with lust of both kinds. Then he swings around her, trailing his form against her until he comes upon her opposite shoulder and gives her a little love bite. Aiming to sink fangs in to have them mirror one another. He would then release, smug horny smirk upon his lips. Then, his neck attempts to snake out to fondle her mane, her neck with ravenous fangs. Taking little care with the motions; he was using enough force to knick at least, if not puncture. "Ready?" he challenges, husky tones caressing her ears.

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She could see it. Could sense it. Something changed in his features. Red jewels watched him closely as he would trace his fangs against her flesh and it sent shivers down her spine. Or dear devil, you have no idea what you're dealing with. Fangs dug into flesh and Raven kept herself at bay. Or try to. The smell of blood was driving her mad and Raven wasn't sure she was going to be able to handle herself for to long. Claws dug into the ground as she would dig her claws into the ground feeling the force of the brute before her. {We shall see.} She would rumble against him as she pressed against his own weight.

He so rarely gets to push the big red button she had pushed and its delightful. He loves the way that she quivers beneath his brutal touch. She presses against him, and he rumbles his approval, forelimb attempting to drape across her back. To push her down, beneath him as he side steps. All to attempt to get her beneath him. Where they could both quench the fire flowing between them, around them. Heated breath would smother the fur of her neck if successful, jaws wrapping to hold, to grip, to draw blood. The forelimb draped over her back would sink claws into the flesh of her shoulder, the other bracing against the ground. "I believe we are past the point of looking" he rumbles against her neck. One last chance to stop this before he takes what he craves and she desires. Or at least that was the gist he had gotten from their interactions leading to this point.

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