𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀.

Meā causā. || Rated M || #иo̸ιʀ

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»Known for as long as
she could remember.

"𝐓ake off that abominable jacket,"
with grand distaste, an acerbic
command given afore Jeanne
made way to her quarters to
retrieve an object that would
prove very useful : :
——— a leather collar with wrist restraints.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

"𝐈t's exactly how it sounds,"
responded nonpareil
imperatrix in a casual
manner as she doffed
own ( exorbitantly priced )
pearlescent white fur shawl,
hanging it upon the rack
by the entrance afore
heading to join where
Silver has situated herself in.

Graceful footfalls»

[𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 ╱ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 @SerratedSadism]

𝙮𝙤𝙪.ᐣ.ᐟ ”

Absolutely not. No way in Hell
would she ———

𝐒͟𝐢͟𝐭. The command severs her
train of thought. With a sulking
huff and the folding of toned
limbs , she complied.

“ You still didn’t tell me what
this whole ‘ makeover ’ gimmick
entails. ”

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»That it is sufficient to be blighting
the public, and those around it?

𝐌𝙢,
vermillion-tinted lips twisted
as a hum of disapprobation
escaped she, cogitating on where
and how to begin the long overdue
transformation, and most definitely
not the bestial kind that Lilah has»

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»Lady Geist in a melodious
tone as she adjusted her
sitting position; dampness
'tween her legs could tell
a story of hunger in depth
more than any simple word.

She wanted her.
She needed 𝐇͟𝐄͟𝐑.

𝙈𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 '𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

𝐀 sharp sibilant sound
emitted through Jeanne's
gritted, perfect teeth as beloved's
possessive disposition reflected
from that abrupt action of hers.

Minding not the exposure
of own immaculate throat,
her viridescent eyes closed
to savor the playful side
of Harrow's, even for»

[𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ╱ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 @ValorousVipera]

tailored from pure silk.

“ But you would like that ,
wouldn’t you? ”

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»Certain to have come from
a domain where eternal
damnation and punishment
ruled ) medical raiment in
a pace that challenged not
only her patience, but also
set her imagination ablaze.

"𝐌y teeth could rip that
entire thing off before you
could put me over your knees,"
spake»

[✞ @5120Domini]

⠀⠀𝐂𝐇 𝐈: A 𝑷͟𝒓͟𝒂͟𝒚͟𝒆͟𝒓 for the Damned.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

⠀

——– * @SerratedSadism

⠀

[✞ @5120Domini]

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊, 𝒑͟𝒓͟𝒐͟𝒕͟𝒆͟𝒈͟𝒆 me,
⠀⠀⠀ 𝒅𝒖𝒎 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒐𝒔 𝖎͟𝖓͟𝖙͟𝖊͟𝖗͟𝖋͟𝖎͟𝖈͟𝖎͟𝖔.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

https://t.co/x4CE29syZI

[𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 ╱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌 @ElegantVipera]

╱ ╱ I will NOT be following
people who use AI or uncredited
fanart. Stolen work WILL resort i
- n a hard block.

“ Credit to the artist ” doesn’t c
- ount either.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

⠀
⠀ ❛❛ 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙢͟𝙚. ❜❜
⠀

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

𝐀 euphoric hum softly emitted
as Lady Geist devoured the
proffered concupiscent view,
not even a fragment of second
durst make a hasty retreat.

Satisfactory was delivered
still by Lilah Silver's imperfect
pulchritude, setting tumultuous
carnal thoughts afire.

[𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 ╱ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 @SerratedSadism]

𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥.ᐣ

Eyne trails down Lady Geist’s
bicep , forearm , wrist , betraying
the thought.

Would she praise her every squirm
and whimper? The sight of she with
the chain led collar?

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

⠀ '𝘛𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵.

"𝐔h, uh,"
as those rich hazels deviated
away from her own gaze, harsh be
the pull of that matted brunette of
hers, returning her attention on her
beauteous, century old physiognomy.

A silent demand much
louder than any spoken word.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»Safehaven was reached.
'Pon crossing the ( now
locked ) threshold, only then
did Lady Geist's hellacious hold
loosened, setting Lilah free.

⠀ ❛❛ 𝙎͟𝙞͟𝙩. ❜❜

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

𝐄ndeavor yielded not the
desired outcome as Oathkeeper's
imperatrix's footfalls proceeded
without a hint of difficulty. It was,
indeed, a foolhardy action to
even think about attempting;
to exhaust oneself for something
that had no chance of being
as effective as whatever the»

[𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 ╱ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 @SerratedSadism]

your nails are?! ”

Lilah hissed , eager to pry those
digits loose.

[𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐔𝐀 ╱ 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐀. @PretiUllius]

»𝐀fter tonight, you will be 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 me
for everything we are going to be doing."

Harangue purposely spared, for
she had a conjecture that a mutual
medical practitioner had already
bestown brunette-she the much
needed disciplinary spiel.

Moments more 'til precious»