I gasp as my body curls toward Brennus such as a flower to sunlight, for the enjoyment of it. He keeps me close to him. His nasal area grazes the distance of my throat. He breathes me in. Personally i think the roar and rush of my heartbeat. I’m his gadget; his energy streams into me. He winds the invisible key in my back, and the euphoria ratchets and coils within me.

Another wicked surge of energy flows from him into me. Pain. Pleasure. Bliss. My jaw unclenches as my lips component. I make a little, breathy sound as we dance. Brennus responds with something near a growl. ‘Ye’re killing me, mo chroi,’ he murmurs. His hand movements down my back again, infusing me with a golden glow of power. My wings punch violently from me, tearing a opening in my day time dress. They spread wide, such as a reddish stain beyond my pale pores and skin. I’m dancing right now for the excitement of it. I stick to his lead.