( You’ve received a letter )
“You’ve been invited to the gothic masquerade! This invitation is your admission to the event. Dress code is formal and masks are required. There will be metal detectors at the doors. No weapons allowed.
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see it, the craftsmanship is wonderful . “
She knew well that, the craftsmanship was one of the last things he was worried about. It had been so long since Gerard that she struggled to full acknowledge
the tension . . . the attraction
. . .
the desire ~
A small smile displayed itself on her face. Although her body was turned away from him her eyes still gazed over her shoulder at him.
Her sense had been numbed so much thats this little bit of feeling felt so unusual.
“ It’s great you got a chance to truly
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That view before him caused him to nearly drop the wine glass within his hand. Now remedying that by grasping it tightly. Clearing his throat now.
“I had seen glimpses here and there before yes..” Now taking a step closer , leaning in to get a better view.
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noticed the fine details? “
She asked in reference to the spider design on her back. She turned her back to him displaying the open back for him to see.
Delicate fingers brought the glass to her lips, taking a long sip before she’d set it down
“ You are quite the gentleman, pouring our wine, being sure to be respectful . “
She took note of how he handled himself right now.
“This look is quite pleasant.
Have you
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“With you my lady.. of course.”
He wasn’t oblivious to her intense gaze, not one bit. As they both raised their glasses , he leaned forward to clink glasses with hers. Lifting it to his lips while his own eyes scanned her up and down.
@SANGUIN0LENT https://t.co/cSvFvrPsSG
one of us, One of Us, ONE OF US.
When is better to have high muse ? Gotta start the day off right. I also offer you my Widow, she’s a bit cranky usually but deep deep down there’s some kind of kindness
Her gaze started at his arm then landed on the glasses, her hand extending to take one before golden orbs slowly looked up at him.
“ Indeed I am , are you
Doctrine ? “
Her head slightly tilted as she raised the glass to him
“ Cheers to . . . Relaxation.” Her focus
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“And are you ? ..” Coming back with two glasses in hand, flexing slightly as he undid the cork from the bottle.
Pouring them both a glass of wine while maintaining eye contact.
“Feeling relaxed that is..”
Curious orbs glanced over his frame. This was a side she wasn’t quite used to yet.
“ Merci. This was my attempt at relaxing . “
The sniper found herself a seat, one leg delicately cascaded over the other as she spoke to him.
“I am a slave to appearances , but even 𝙄 must allow myself a chance to unwind.”
Grabbing for a bottle tucked away inside of a cabinet, lightly tossing the bottle up to catch.
“Your change in attire.. it leaves me breathless.”