Bottom Of The Deep Blue Sea

As the brute commits his discoveries to memory, there comes an.. interruption to his ambiance of waves and the rustling of flora all around him. Light footfalls come first, barely masked by the noise around them — the newcomer was much closer than what he would have liked, but he tolerated it as his sharp gaze rose to meet silvery orbs that appeared… astonished?

Caedes stares at her, indifference plain on his dark features. An ear perked at her light tone of voice to signify he had heard her, but what a surprise the question she ventured to ask him was, on this, their first meeting.Her eyes boring into his own as though struggling to not dart away and back into his scarring. Really, If she had said such a thing to him about his scars when he was younger… he’d have made her pay for it. The fact of the matter was that he wore his scarring proudly now. In spite of the way they came to be. He paused for a moment, thinking how this was… an effect he hasn’t yet had on another soul before. Between disgust and pity, this was entirely new. What was this? The girl must have been a sadist.

His massive frame shifts to align his body with hers, a movement entirely fluid in nature. Emerald orbs roving over her in return, the red of her coat; like a rose in full bloom. Her figure is much too thin, her skin stretching over bone in some places. She is emaciated, younger than him — though not by much. The brute narrows his eyes, searching for a physical ailment to explain the state of her body. He is methodical in his scanning, entirely dutiful as he accesses her unabashedly. Though his limbs remain firmly planted to the ground, understanding that he might frighten her off if he moved too suddenly. And he wants to continue his near ogle of her slight framework. He means to figure this mystery out until satisfaction. Though… impulse is a tricky thing to conquer.


His primal gaze met hers again, intense and unyielding — he meant to freeze her in place so he could draw close enough that his breath could be felt against the shells of her ears. The deep rumble of his voice coming out finally, after leaving her in the haunting silence of his observation alone. “What a strange sense of beauty you have.” Shadowy lips cracked into a halfhearted grin as he dominated the space between them. It was not particularly his intention, but what could he do with such an imposing figure when all he wanted to do was get a better look at her? Surely not roll over onto his back and offer her his belly first.


Since she so badly wanted to ravish his hide with her stare alone, he would do the same. Mostly, An all consuming hunger to know what her condition was, and her limitations plainly shown from his furrowed brows and distracted demeanor. Thoughtful as he mentally checked off boxes of possibilities. Still he made sure to follow up on his statement, the low tones of his voice falling like thunder as he speaks to her, almost clinically; “Unique describes you as well.” Emerald line of sight trailing the delicate features of her face until he reached those silver eyes that dared to look enthralled with him. Truly, he was getting a strange impression from her, but he wasn’t at all uncomfortable. More so tempted to reach forth and run his fingers against her half starved anatomy. He wagered her interest lay with his — a curiosity and one most unpredictable at that. The beast felt the desire to make the most of it, so long as she kept that inquisitive look about her. “Beautiful, too.” In a delightfully, haunting way. He wanted to keep looking at the smaller girl, whose body was imperfect — yet she prevailed even still. He thought she might just taste like tenacity and defiance alone… It really was lucky for her, that Caedes was just a man first and foremost, and not as wicked as some of his relatives when it came to attraction. It was odd that it rose up in such a situation though, yet he wasn’t about to rationalize it.


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