02-11-2017, 12:50 AM
"Why are you doing this?"
Her voice was soft; a sweet tinkling of bells, a twinkle of stars. He smiled against her skin, brushing aside her distress. It was temporary. She'd like it soon. He kept kissing her, kept his sweet lover's affections. This is what Cerva wanted, then, wasn't it. For him to forget her, find another. And here she was, odd little blue thing that she was.
"I am not meant for keeping," her voice trembled, "Maybe he does not truly want me."
Mmmm, he hummed back absently, savoring the taste of her, imagining that shiver of fear was her desire for him. It soon would be.
She pulled away then, took a few steps back to look at him and he let her. Dark eyes softened in the heat of the moment, watched her as she took in his appearance. Nothing seemed to alarm her more than his actions, accepting the repulsive bone armor and the bone-thin body. His eyes flickered curiously at that. It was his attack that had shaken her so much, immediately filled in with adoring attention. "I don't need to be wanted. I just want to go home." He smiled and reached carefully for her cheek, keeping warm eyes on hers.
Home is later, love. A light kiss, lips trailing along the gentle sweep of her jaw. I am now, he whispered. Black velvet brushed sweetly against her neck, breathing his warmth into her. Carefully, he stepped to her again, pressing his chest to hers and burying his face in her soft hair. He sighed into it. Come, love. Stay with me.. His voice was gentle, almost a plea. But he wasn't asking.
His mouth played in her hair, groomed her tentatively though it was flawless. After a few moments, he drifted to the bite at her neck. Ahh, he crooned in perfect remorse, kissing it tenderly. I don't know my own strength. You are so delicate. Barely a whisper in awe of her, quiet and loving. He pressed his tongue to it, tended her, tasted her. Soft lips played at the edges, balancing the earlier pain with a new sweetness.
Come on, he prodded gently, seeking those beautiful, wide eyes with a playful little smile.
Don't you want to feel me too?
Her voice was soft; a sweet tinkling of bells, a twinkle of stars. He smiled against her skin, brushing aside her distress. It was temporary. She'd like it soon. He kept kissing her, kept his sweet lover's affections. This is what Cerva wanted, then, wasn't it. For him to forget her, find another. And here she was, odd little blue thing that she was.
"I am not meant for keeping," her voice trembled, "Maybe he does not truly want me."
Mmmm, he hummed back absently, savoring the taste of her, imagining that shiver of fear was her desire for him. It soon would be.
She pulled away then, took a few steps back to look at him and he let her. Dark eyes softened in the heat of the moment, watched her as she took in his appearance. Nothing seemed to alarm her more than his actions, accepting the repulsive bone armor and the bone-thin body. His eyes flickered curiously at that. It was his attack that had shaken her so much, immediately filled in with adoring attention. "I don't need to be wanted. I just want to go home." He smiled and reached carefully for her cheek, keeping warm eyes on hers.
Home is later, love. A light kiss, lips trailing along the gentle sweep of her jaw. I am now, he whispered. Black velvet brushed sweetly against her neck, breathing his warmth into her. Carefully, he stepped to her again, pressing his chest to hers and burying his face in her soft hair. He sighed into it. Come, love. Stay with me.. His voice was gentle, almost a plea. But he wasn't asking.
His mouth played in her hair, groomed her tentatively though it was flawless. After a few moments, he drifted to the bite at her neck. Ahh, he crooned in perfect remorse, kissing it tenderly. I don't know my own strength. You are so delicate. Barely a whisper in awe of her, quiet and loving. He pressed his tongue to it, tended her, tasted her. Soft lips played at the edges, balancing the earlier pain with a new sweetness.
Come on, he prodded gently, seeking those beautiful, wide eyes with a playful little smile.
Don't you want to feel me too?
