@OfFangsAndClaws Rolling her eyes at his words, she bats away his hands playfully. "Oh now /I'm/ the insatiable one?" she snorts, tossing her long hair over her shoulder. "If memory serves me, it was I who was woken up in the middle of the night by someone who couldn't keep their hands, or —
@OfFangsAndClaws Chuckling ay his response, she couldn't help the soft smile that formed on her lips. It was gross, really, how much she loved him. He brought out all of the best (and sometimes worst) in her, and it was terrifying. She would kill for him, anything or anyone. And she would do —
" I feel a fire in the back of my throat,
so let's get covered in flames and play some games with the smoke "
Braelyn, Princess of Rotlore
Feral — Bewitching — Ensnared
Obzion
@OfFangsAndClaws She would have been annoyed if it were anyone else, but this was incredibly endearing. Reaching down, she curled an arm around his shoulder, the other tangling into the soft tuffs of hair.
"Did you sleep well?" She hummed, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.
« I got another man’s blood on my clothes, but it ain’t his fault; it’s the life I chose. »
Matty Vitale.
Son of an infamous mobster.
Part-time druggie, full time asshole.
Dark AU | RP
@OfFangsAndClaws — Noting that he was f i n a l l y stirring, the Alpha closed the magazine and tossed it aside, rising from the love seat with unparalleled grace to move to the bed.
Flopping down next to his half drowsy form, she propped her legs on top of his, a finger reaching out to flick —