Daily Prompt: chase

From Protector of the Grey House:

Vincent pulled back a little, to stare down into her face. “Are you well?”

Her fingers caressed his face, passed his cheeks to entwine in his silky blond hair. “Is talk really necessary?”

He traced her features with his eyes but refused to have her draw him down to her. He wanted nothing more than to delve into her, except for that look. Above all else, he wanted to know what she had been thinking. She was warm and willing though, and her blood had been replenished. He could drink if he desired. As he desired greatly, he decided to cut to the chase.

“What did you think happened when you woke in the training room and scurried to the wall in fear?”

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