@herweboflies Resting both inconsistent hands along either side of those superficially
flawless cheeks, a soft, but hopefully devoted kiss would seal further along her velvets before departing. A frail chuckle rings.
' I admit, I've been fond of the recent times we've spent together . . -
@herweboflies Feeling even the slightest breath along her uncolored skin due to their intimate distance, the corpse only wishes she could blush. Delicate blossoms skimming vaguely along crimson roses.
‘ I certainly wouldn’t want anything less . . . ‘
Fabrics following her refined motions.
Untroubled. 𝑉𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠.
She stops and grins toward the inner shadows of the forest. ' This truly is the best thing you could have done for me. ' @herweboflies
── 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙.
Yielding to the fresh atmosphere surrounding them, the carefree damsel would smile most joyfully. Woods brimming with terrestrial scents of the earth, and not dull musk. Rays of the breathtaking, full moon coats her pale complexion, bestowing her -
Grass. Higher branches partially concealing the moon. ' Everything . . . It still looks the same. Even after all of these years! '
For a moment, she stands to relish her surroundings. Then, her petite figure spins at least once to feel the nippy breeze embrace her. Adorned -
Embellished doors burst wide open as a fragmented bride in threadbare white flees from the magnificent mansion. Hands clutch onto her the delicate materials of her dress while she ran.
Lips 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒. Eyebrows furrow in indignation.
Emily was aiming to sprint to the -
@herweboflies Kiss. Prolonging for an extra moment as she has the chance to. Whether she was being lured by the spider's resourceful tricks, or not, she rather not know.
In any case, her affectionate gestures surely answers the Beldam's little question. She had made up her mind. Only time -
@herweboflies Facade, those artificial eyes remains just the same.
For a moment, she was speechless to the elongated recluse's words. And still, she remains as she at last leans in.
Another risk taken.
Closing an intimate distance, her gentle blossoms presses along thin blacks. Only a -
@herweboflies Her to sit up a little, making up for her lack of balance. How could soulless buttons be captivating?
Once more, the beautiful bride inhales a bit too sharply, and once more, she asks the question.
‘ Is it foolish to fall for a demon? ‘ Perhaps, Emily already knew, but she -
@herweboflies Thumb along imitated skin, Emily found her digit wandering dangerously close to those velvet roses. Brushing along the corner of her mouth, a sigh. ' It would be foolish to fall for one, wouldn't it . . . ? '
@herweboflies ' I suppose you're the odd one out. ' Not realizing how breathless those vocals had become, the reserved butterfly offers a fragile, somewhat timorous smile. ' In that case, I also suppose any sort of relationship with demons tend not to last very long . . . '
Skimming her -