Startling

in a way, to him, she was on a pedestal that clearly separated her from the rest. both something darling yet daunting to know-, his extensive grasp was everlasting. she chose wisdom, or maybe she was just naive, to have not fought against his abrupt claim. vadim paid it no mind & once he pulled away from her breast, he peered down with a softer gaze as she exposed her neck. a collar would do. something loud that screamed his ownership over her. a possession of his, always. "mmh. come darling. I have a gift for you." he lifted from his previous perch, going to move around her to lead the way further in auster.
vadim put forethought into this; prepared for it and the adornments for the one. it was all going as planned. "reste proche(stay close)," he paused for a moment, head turning slightly as he looked behind his shoulder. his enormous body proceeds then, muscles dancing underneath his pure ebony coat. in the back of his mind, he was pleased to have such a bird with similar features. a french woman-, how fitting. as they would begin the lineage of dieudonné in ardent.

exit w/iris

"talk" 'think'