i looked at him. there was something there invisible to the human eye. you could've called it demons of the mind — something that could never be seen — just something compelled to destroy all.
Seeing as Silas fills his request , he does as commanded —— the ear released as he buckles over onto the pillow , hysterical. His teeth coated with the other’s blood , yet he carries on , bubbling with +
the affection is nice— something he always misses when they’re apart—
until killian ( bites ) him. his eyes immediately fly open, a sound mixed between surprise and pain leaving him.
“ow— you ( fucker )! let ( go )!”
he doesn’t dare move his head, not wanting to +
Truly , Killian didn’t like when Silas was upset with him. It stirred far too many memories of his previous marriage where arguments would stir into weeks of silence and resentment. And seeing as he already apologized ( more than once should he mention ! ) , the other really +
he ignores the first part of his words— keeps his eyes closed until killian’s arm winds around him. he doesn’t pull away, though he doesn’t reach for his hand like he typically would.
“what?”
+ left him no other choice than to take matters to the next level. Thus , pressing his lips to Silas’ earlobe , he’s soon taking the sensitive piece of skin between his teeth and clenching down hard… hard enough to draw +
“ 𝒐𝒉 , c’mon— don’t be upset… I said I was sorry. “ and with that , his arm is wounding around the other from behind and pulling him closer. Breath hovering just above his ear now with a quiet hum , “ 𝓼𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐬 ? "
“i am still upset. but a holiday without you sounds boring.”
as if on cue, he’s rolling onto his other side, back facing killian. he moves to pull the blankets up, eyes closing.
he’s too tired to fight him— and still fighting a mental war deep within himself.
“ I was beginning to think you were still upset about earlier and decided to go on holiday without me— had a whole plan worked out on how I was going to kill you when you came back. “ in fact , it may or not have been what he fell asleep to. But seeing as Silas +
he’s waking up just enough to catch a glimpse of the other in the dark before he slowly turns around to face him. A hand blindly reaching out for Silas as he stifles a yawn between a mumbled sentiment , 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢— ?
@ANlMALlSTlC + retaliates —— forcing himself to his feet with a scoff. . . ) 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕— fuck you then. . .
I’ll be in the house whenever you decide to get over— whatever the bloody hell this is. . .
@ANlMALlSTlC + marriage resurfacing , stirring an unrealistic fear that his relationship with Silas is nearing its end. And rather than admit this worry or show that it bothers him ( 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡𝑠 ) , he +
messaging a married man— the wee bastard has it coming for him. . .
( the thought of another’s lust and desires residing with 𝒉𝒊𝒔 husband is enough to create a storm of jealousy in his frail mind… but knowing those sinful thoughts would soon perish along with its owner is +
i went to college with him. he had a thing for me.
[ he toys with one of the button’s on the other’s shirt, doing his best to keep the amusement out of his tone. ]
he’s been calling me a lot. . . i figured we could have a little ( fun ) with him.
[ no friends, no +
+ reassuring. Always so possessive of Silas. Even now , with no one else around , his touch remains greedy —— lips nearing and brushing along the shell of the other’s ear with an array of nippy kisses before he ushers softly. . . )
But +