04-26-2016, 08:57 PM
"Evil requires no reason."
Throwing up would have been a good response to meeting him. He oozes evil on his best days. He stretches out tangles of blackness to curl around her body, touching her lightly here and there. For now, no pain but it could change oh so easily. He steps closer to her, brushing his chest against her own, his lips following a path up her neck. His nostrils flare and he inhales her scent, closing his eyes like he was smelling a wonderful perfume.
She is so nonchalant, like meeting the Devil isn't a big deal. Like her soul wouldn't become his if he so wanted it to. Her words are sassy and he smiles at it, something she cannot see. He does so like the sassy ones. Rys's brilliant body beneath him flashes through his mind.
But none of that today, perhaps again, some other time he would find this girl, find her and make her one of his. He touches his lips to her neck again, backing away. Her words make him laugh. "I am no good." He scrapes his teeth against her sensitive nose. "I am the worst. You should probably not be here. There is no telling what might happen to you." He moves to her other side and then stops, stepping back until it is nothing but the lingering tendrils of darkness touching her, encircling her like a black cocoon.
She is so nonchalant, like meeting the Devil isn't a big deal. Like her soul wouldn't become his if he so wanted it to. Her words are sassy and he smiles at it, something she cannot see. He does so like the sassy ones. Rys's brilliant body beneath him flashes through his mind.
But none of that today, perhaps again, some other time he would find this girl, find her and make her one of his. He touches his lips to her neck again, backing away. Her words make him laugh. "I am no good." He scrapes his teeth against her sensitive nose. "I am the worst. You should probably not be here. There is no telling what might happen to you." He moves to her other side and then stops, stepping back until it is nothing but the lingering tendrils of darkness touching her, encircling her like a black cocoon.
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