She had to use the tongue. I was willing (for the sake of this snippet) to let it go but.. the tongue?
The tongue is a muscle that not only is the strongest for it's size.. but has this amazing, wildly flowing.. of blood. Yes, you can laugh but us vampires get a twinge in every manic little sensation when a tongue is brandished. It gives a seductive slap in the face.. grabs the hair.. and screams.. SUBMIT!
Takes lots of will to not crumble to.. the tongue.
Fortunately, I am equipped with a spray (ACME, of course) that combats such wily (not the coyote) acts. It burns as it get inhaled.. but a moment later all lights and sounds take on a cool, trippy...
Ok, no need for that, eh? Jumping ahead, the lovely Lady X is thwarted as the win is slowly pried from her sleeping hands (phew.. glad she's a sound sleeper).. tucked into mine.. and that tongue of hers that still sticks out.. has no effect on this undead creature.. yes all because of my spray.
*has win.. vanishes with win.. to unleash some serious whoop ass on the undead clowns*