Ring the knell and Death will answer
Lurid ♡
01-25-2023, 04:13 AM
W ith his back turned to Lurid at the time, Requiem had not caught his moon-splashed goddess' gaze of carnal hunger as she drank in his form almost as much as she drank her wine. He did, however, find that lecherous grin that slowly crept its way across her beautiful face to suit her quite well, like an accessory made by the gods specifically to enhance her alluring nature. The empress of Mirovis held out the half-empty bottle of wine for him to take. Ever obedient, the dire brute took the neck of the bottle and lifted it gently from her grasp and into his. His tail wagged a slow, metronomic loop behind him while Lurid teased him with her playful banter and challenged him to catch up to her. That was a game the debaucher was all too eager to play with her. "Then I guess I'd better catch up to my leader," he remarked, his ever-present wit shining in full force. Fixing his grin which he wore easily when he was with her, Requiem lifted the bottle in the air and dipped his muzzle to Lurid, reverse melanistic eyes shimmering with playfulness. "To your health and reign, Lurid Amarix. Prosit."
R equiem then lifted the glass bottle to his lips, keeping his playful gaze held on Lurid's while he swallowed a mouthful, then two, then three large gulps of the bittersweet red wine. He was no stranger to alcohol, but this particular vintage tasted especially strong and rich—much more luxurious than he was used to drinking. Req realized Lu was spoiling him a bit by sharing her best wines with him for his welcome home. As the bottle neck left his lips, a few errant dribbles of the rich scarlet liquid spilled down his chin, almost lost in the dark red fur that covered his body were it not for the moonlight making the liquid shine on his mouth. In the low light, it was almost akin to blood dripping from the monster's fangs. A warmth began to settle deep in Requiem's stomach as the wine reached its destination, seeping slowly throughout his body. The wine was indeed strong, and the assassin was beginning to see why his queen had become inebriated from just half the bottle.
R unning his tongue over his lips and smacking them clean, he nodded his approval as he considered the wine. "This tastes like something you'd save for a special occasion," he remarked with another graveling chuckle, then downed another couple of mouthfuls. Lurid had given him a very clear order to drink and catch up to her level of intoxication and he would obey with delight. His moonlit goddess produced another unopened full bottle for them to enjoy together, earning a crooked grin from the wraith. They were both likely to get very drunk before this night was over! But hey, this reunion and revival of their grand plans called for a toast, so pour forth the wine as far as he was concerned! Requiem shot Lurid another simmering look before raising the mostly empty bottle to his lips and chugging the remainder of the first bottle so he had now consumed half a bottle's worth of the ambrosia to match her. By the time the brute had taken his last swallow, that warmth in his belly had grown to a pleasant all-over tingle and he could feel the haze of tipsiness settling over his brain like a blanket. They both still had a ways to go, but he was rapidly closing in on her level now.
S etting the bottle off to the side, Requiem looked around his modest room, up to the cot, and then back to Lurid. "Would my Night Mother like to make herself more comfortable in my room, or would you like to adjourn back to your chambers' comforts while we can still walk straight?" Req would leave the decision up to Lu, whichever she preferred. He was equally as happy to share his smaller bed to sprawl out on while they drank themselves silly as he was to join her in her more luxurious suite for their midnight revelry. Whatever she picked would likely be where he would eventually crash in a drunken stupor at some point tonight. Either way, once she had made her decision, Requiem continued to keep his eyes on Lurid, almost as if he was still waiting for her to disappear before his very eyes like one pleasant hallucination. She was even more beautiful than he remembered her being... Time had refined the bitch-goddess into her namesake—a true goddess given flesh on their mortal plane. She had always been divine to him in their youths. Now she was ethereal and elysian, flawless by all accounts.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
R equiem then lifted the glass bottle to his lips, keeping his playful gaze held on Lurid's while he swallowed a mouthful, then two, then three large gulps of the bittersweet red wine. He was no stranger to alcohol, but this particular vintage tasted especially strong and rich—much more luxurious than he was used to drinking. Req realized Lu was spoiling him a bit by sharing her best wines with him for his welcome home. As the bottle neck left his lips, a few errant dribbles of the rich scarlet liquid spilled down his chin, almost lost in the dark red fur that covered his body were it not for the moonlight making the liquid shine on his mouth. In the low light, it was almost akin to blood dripping from the monster's fangs. A warmth began to settle deep in Requiem's stomach as the wine reached its destination, seeping slowly throughout his body. The wine was indeed strong, and the assassin was beginning to see why his queen had become inebriated from just half the bottle.
R unning his tongue over his lips and smacking them clean, he nodded his approval as he considered the wine. "This tastes like something you'd save for a special occasion," he remarked with another graveling chuckle, then downed another couple of mouthfuls. Lurid had given him a very clear order to drink and catch up to her level of intoxication and he would obey with delight. His moonlit goddess produced another unopened full bottle for them to enjoy together, earning a crooked grin from the wraith. They were both likely to get very drunk before this night was over! But hey, this reunion and revival of their grand plans called for a toast, so pour forth the wine as far as he was concerned! Requiem shot Lurid another simmering look before raising the mostly empty bottle to his lips and chugging the remainder of the first bottle so he had now consumed half a bottle's worth of the ambrosia to match her. By the time the brute had taken his last swallow, that warmth in his belly had grown to a pleasant all-over tingle and he could feel the haze of tipsiness settling over his brain like a blanket. They both still had a ways to go, but he was rapidly closing in on her level now.
S etting the bottle off to the side, Requiem looked around his modest room, up to the cot, and then back to Lurid. "Would my Night Mother like to make herself more comfortable in my room, or would you like to adjourn back to your chambers' comforts while we can still walk straight?" Req would leave the decision up to Lu, whichever she preferred. He was equally as happy to share his smaller bed to sprawl out on while they drank themselves silly as he was to join her in her more luxurious suite for their midnight revelry. Whatever she picked would likely be where he would eventually crash in a drunken stupor at some point tonight. Either way, once she had made her decision, Requiem continued to keep his eyes on Lurid, almost as if he was still waiting for her to disappear before his very eyes like one pleasant hallucination. She was even more beautiful than he remembered her being... Time had refined the bitch-goddess into her namesake—a true goddess given flesh on their mortal plane. She had always been divine to him in their youths. Now she was ethereal and elysian, flawless by all accounts.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
Warning: Requiem is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
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