ardent

crying out into the dark night

except its day



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
KatG6

TeacherIsland HopperSamhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipSocialiteBest Buds
HomebodyWinnerAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 2How many times do I have to teach you a lesson?!
VengeanceOverachieverOoh La LaWealthyMammoth HunterFestival Organizer
ExplorerIce Bridge ExplorerBeeventLegendaryWordySnake Eyes
Double MasterHalloween 2020 - Witches HutGold Medal 2020Valentines 2020Dream WeaverVolcano
Critical Hit!Christmas 2019Trick 2019Costume Contest 2019Promptober 2019
11-25-2020, 09:27 AM
Venom wouldn’t deny that she had been slightly surprised to see Hattori at the doorway of her chambers even after he’d spread his cloak over her this frame. There was a deep trust that had formed between the two beings, especially after being forced to rely on his work when she was unable to perform her full duties. There wasn’t anyone else who stepped up into such a position, and even without her current… affliction the importance of him in her everyday life was obvious. Just as obvious as the attraction she felt for him.

After so much time together, even through his stoic form and simple words, Venom could see the shift in his emotions. The uncertainty in his frame as he debated his usual course of patrolling while she slept, and lingering for more instruction. The heavy exhale revealed his expectations and subtle desires, Hattori never hesitated, but he poorly hid that flaw now.

The young Empress searched his silvery gaze with her sunset stare, seeking out a revelation that would not come. Paths diverged unending from this moment, and even through her feeling of sleepiness her heart beat erratically in her chest. ”Lay with me, Hattori.” Her words were a breathy whisper as she spoke her desire. Carefully she opened pandora’s box, letting consequence be damned. ”Until I fall asleep.” She set her parameters, but knew as the words left her lips that she did not want to return to unconsciousness.
[Image: ven-sig.png]