Taste these embers and ash
04-13-2014, 09:10 PM
The brute would watch her as she found her way to her feet, watch the fluidity of her movements, the grace in her step, and the shades of raspberries that rippled across her form.He would part his jaws, remembering the taste he had stolen from her. No, she didn't taste like raspberries but the velvet of her ear had felt nice beneath his tongue. A few more moments where stolen from him as he admired her form before he too took to standing. He would rumble a laughter at part of her words, or through another would confuse him, he wasn't entirely certain that 'sounding like her brother' was the impression he wanted to make. ?Well you, my dear, are exquisite ? in taste, as well as beauty? he would purr in teasing tones. He recognised the direction the conversation now headed, knowing that soon they would part ways. It was a thought that came with a sigh, as he would rack his eyes along her form once more, taking in her unique tones, the strangeness in her form as well as that strange personality he could see glowing in yellow against her orbs. ?Truly I don't know, for now all I crave is his death, after that ? anything could happen? the smile that accompanied those words held a hint of something inviting. "My sounds""My Soul" |
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