the venomless snake

His voice, despite being smooth and tactful, a real pleasure to the senses. It caused her body to grow stiff, her expression contorting into something shy of annoyance. Cocking a brow, and still smiling as he approached. Her reaction wouldn’t crack his debonair facade, even if she could see straight through it. Pivoting to face him, meeting his gaze. The duo shared an electrically dense moment, as his charm was met with a callous hesitancy. Would she think he was here to pillage her? Torment her? Degrade her?

Perhaps, if she weren’t the little tyrant’s plaything.

Releasing a bout of laughter, Rhazien’s voice faded into a feline-like purr. “Depends on who you ask.” He said, moving towards her left, looming over her with his larger frame. Tracing the curvature of her hips, roving her frame with the eyes of a predator. He couldn’t help but wonder, how many different ways Sephiran fucked her in that little prison den. “Sephiran wouldn’t want you out here, all alone, yards away from escape.” He looked past her, peering beyond the drop-off and into the valley. She could try to escape by death, or running out of the Polar Sound altogether, given the border was so close. But perhaps, she was enjoying the scenery, now that she wasn’t confined to that den. “And if he sensed mischief-” A short pause, as his wandering gaze fell into those azure eyes. “He’d punish you, wouldn’t he?” Sephiran’s greed- and his jealousy- were insatiable.  

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