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RE: Solace; - Castile - 03-18-2018
”I’m not so sure about smart,” he admits with a contemplative blink and turn of his head. The burden of the truth weighs heavily on him and while he doesn’t yet elaborate, there is a creeping darkness in his mismatched eyes as he stares off into the distant hills. While Solace turns her back to him and descends into the pond’s depths, Castile’s body ripples forebodingly with scales. By the time she is turning to meet his gaze, he has no reptilian resemblance.
(Feed) It stirs within him, starving, restless. He has been neglecting it, suppressing it desperately out of fear. Focus, he tells himself, and his eyes flicker from the rippling water back to Solace. ”You are too hard on yourself,” the reassurance is spoken with the most tender of tones despite how the creature within him is coming to life, especially at the mentioning of Amet. While they had been childhood friends, their relationship teetered and was finally quashed because of a woman. He heard the tales of Hyaline’s beginning and what transpired while mother ruled Nerine’s shores. Castile almost indulges Solace, but reconsiders; it is news of the past, no longer important. ”Hyaline remains a sanctuary and it still has an abundance of life,” he glances in the direction they had left her home behind just as she does. There is a heaviness in her voice as doubt clouds her thoughts. Tentatively, Castile reaches forward to brush her shoulder. It is their first bit of contact and while a greater part of him wants to savor the fleeting intimacy, he instead reels back. (Feed) ”I’m dangerous, Solace.” He doesn’t know how to begin – how to continue – and he doesn’t want this to ever end. ”I don’t have control… And I don’t ever want to hurt you,” but he doesn’t mean by breaking her heart. Another dragged step is taken back, almost afraid that an inner hunger will set him loose. RE: Solace; - Solace - 03-19-2018 Solace
caretaker of hyaline idk which way the muse is taking you, but permission granted for pretty much anything short of death <3 RE: Solace; - Castile - 03-20-2018
Solace doesn’t give him release. She doesn’t let the space between them last for more than a heartbeat before she is pressing against him. Her body heat melts with his own. For a long moment, Castile’s eyes shut to savor the delectable contact that he has wanted for months – years? – and he yearns for it to last so much longer. With an unfamiliar tenderness, he traces the soft arch her neck down to her chest.
(She’s addictive) (Mine) The intimacy is alluring and he is fighting the primal urge to pull her into his embrace, to force her against his side as she tempts him with her honeyed words. ”Solace,” the taste of her name is a drug that tantalizingly drips from his tongue, half in lust, half in warning. ”I need to stay in control,” he murmurs into her neck before slowly tracing his mouth up to the curve of her jaw, then her cheek. ”I cannot hold it back. I cannot protect you.” There is something primitive in the way his alter ego works, how it functions and hunts. It would make her its own – whether as prey or a prisoner – and he cannot picture how it would darken her pretty face. Castile doesn’t want to be the reason of her mistrust or her fear, but she is luring the dark foreboding. She doesn’t know what she’s getting into. He breathes her in again, slowly. The heat of their touch is overwhelming and it’s clouding his thoughts. When he blinks, slit pupils are staring at her. He blinks again and they’re normal. ”You would be afraid,” his voice has dropped to barely a whisper, ”You wouldn’t want me near you.” RE: Solace; - Solace - 03-21-2018 Solace
caretaker of hyaline RE: Solace; - Castile - 03-22-2018
It’s cold when she peels away from him. It’s a raw feeling like his skin has been ripped from his body. Castile stares after her, wanting her close again, wanting her warmth to mingle intimately with his. ”Solace,” he chokes her name, a quiet whisper, as she looks at him with those radiant blue eyes. She is beginning to understand, but now he is having regrets. He wanted to be honest with her, to prepare her, but now he wants to take it all back if it means holding her longer. (Take her) ”I…” he doesn’t know how to respond, how to not frighten her more than she already is, ”I don’t know.” Because truly, he isn’t sure. It’s like his vision turns a scarlet red and he loses grip on reality, on everything he has ever known. When it surfaces, it isn’t Castile anymore. Their touches – so passionate, filled with a deep wanting – has already fueled his adrenaline, given life to the shackled creature. ”I’ve always wanted you,” but she was always out of reach, always a forbidden fruit. (She’s ours now) Castile can hear the pounding of his heart in his ears; it’s deafening and nearly blocks out the chatter thickening Hyaline’s air. He steps forward – a confident, prowling movement – to be close to her again. His chest leans into her shoulder, his head craning across her neck. They are entwined so beautifully, so passionately, that he is forgetting about the world around them. When he breathes, he is drinking her in. Addicted. He has always been addicted. ”Solace,” he murmurs her name again, silkily, lustfully, and doesn’t realize how his wings are changing shape. The feathers recede to expose thin, reptilian skin. A talon punctuates each arm as they reach to somehow hold her. (Take her) The hissing voice is louder in his head. A primal urge is seeded in his mind. He wants her, needs her. The warmth of her body is intoxicating and he can’t help how his eyes drift shut and how his mouth opens to softly caress the arch of her neck. It all seems right as they fall peril to their desires (if only he knew she wanted him, too). (Mine) The voice is overwhelming now as it takes over and clouds his every thought, his every instinct. It elongates his teeth and cracks his bones. It rips through his skin with scales and spines. It consumes Castile. Its mouth is still on the crest of her neck, its jagged teeth pressing to her skin, its hooked talons stemming from the wings holding her, cutting her. It could easily take her now, rip her, destroy her, but the voice it has always fought against is now reversed. It is no longer the hissing subconscious – Castile is. (Don’t hurt her) There is a desperate plea in his voice that somehow breaks the primal barrier of the dragon. Unexpectedly, it unlatches its grip on Solace, growling as its size continues to increase with the finality of the shift. Dark plumes of smoke spiral from its nostrils as it steps away from her, every footfall quaking the ground underfoot. Its talons churn the soil, ripping it with every inch of movement as it reels back to look at Solace with mismatched, slit pupils. There is nothing kind in its expression as it is forced to look away. A bellowing roar rips from its core before launching itself into the air and melting into the gray clouds overhead, sparing her this time. Hopefully this is ok! I know we wanted to wrap up the thread and you were fine with something happening to Solace, but nothing detrimental If not, let me know and I can edit the post RE: Solace; - Solace - 03-24-2018 Solace
caretaker of hyaline No, he was perfect!! Already looking forward to the reunion |