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“Wit is my armor!” Edmund wailed to a stuffed raven. “It’s not meant to be… appealing !”

“I saved you ,” Edmund corrected, wincing. “The rest of your flea-bitten family were a regrettable side effect. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have an appointment with a calamine lotion.” Blackadder Monster Sex 05

Perdita grinned. “Knew it. You’re not a monster, Edmund. You’re just a grumpy cat who needs a good walk.” “Wit is my armor

She didn’t excuse him. She crossed the room, took his raw, reddened hands in her warm, calloused ones, and kissed him. It was not a gentle kiss. It was a kiss of teeth, of near-misses, of a werewolf and a vampire finding a surprisingly comfortable middle ground. For a moment, Edmund forgot to be cynical. His heart didn’t just lurch. It raced . Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have an

When they broke apart, he was dizzy. “Well,” he said, straightening his cravat. “That was… deeply unsanitary. And yet. I find myself not entirely opposed to a repeat performance.”