@DameOfTheDamned -> within reach, in an attempt to draw myself back into all that was warm, gentle and pure. Breaking the contact between us I step past your dainty form, grasping at the sword that still hung from my waist before tossing it to the floor out of reach. The deed had been done.
@DameOfTheDamned "Moon of my life." My voice a sharp guttural growl, my Dothraki mother tongue leaving my words disjointed and coarse.
A smirk of sorts threatens to overcome my facial features as my dark cruel gaze roams your flawless, yet unfamiliar, complexion. Intensity ->
@DameOfTheDamned -> of much renown and strength but little strategic discipline, the journey home had taken longer than anticipated.
"To do what I must." I murmured deeply, one of my large palms seeking the gentle curve of your cheek. The pad of my thumb skims across the porcelain flesh ->
@DameOfTheDamned -> swirled itself around my tongue as I seek to deepened both my hold over over you but also the kiss I had begun. Your willingness to give yourself as I saw fit to take had required much persuasion yet our relationship flourished despite its unaffectionate inception.
@DameOfTheDamned -> myself the briefest of luxuries. My lips collide with yours, rough and rugged claiming dainty and determined, immediately irrefutably demanding utter control. Yet still a smoldering fire flickered into life beneath the veil of uncertainty and immaturity. Your taste ->
:||: Khal Drogo :||:
New Game of Thrones account.
> Experienced writer.
> New to fandom and character.
> SLs and random RP welcome.
> Ships linked with SLs only.
> Mature Themes, potential triggers.