Da Capo, Rallentando

Sephiran · 01-27-2024, 08:37 PM

Tail flicking behind him, with his multi-hued gaze shifted towards Aresenn. Sephiran waited for the male to reveal why he interrupted his musings. The tension between them crackling and intense, as memories of their battle came to his mind. The symphony of their snarls, the sweet taste of Aresenn’s blood, the clashing of their bodies. The memory alone was enough to rouse a shockwave of thrill down his spine, tongue sliding across the roof of his mouth, fighting back the sudden accumulation of saliva. It wasn’t that he wanted to attack Aresenn- not at this moment, at least. But he couldn’t deny the thrill that accompanied their fight. He was a glutton for savagery, after all.

He should have known Aresenn still intended to report the findings of his expedition. Truthfully, Sephiran hadn’t thought about it much, given his mind had been consumed by jealousy and contempt. But he was receptive to the information, nonetheless. Storing it into the labyrinth of his mind, as he was considering moving the band. He just didn’t know where to yet.

The mention of Armada did cause his pelt to bristle- standing erect primarily around his shoulders, as he turned an ear in Aresenn’s direction. “And what of Armada? And your… princess, you like to fuck.” His voice became low, venomous and scornful. This was his way of inviting Aresenn to further explain his ties with the Armada- something he hadn’t been able to do, due to the nature of their previous encounter.

"Aresenn" & "Sephiran"

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