too comfortable to bother in moving to another position, cheek cozily crumpled to cushion ──── however, tongue darts out to lick at lower lip, a nod 𖬺͟ a roll to lay on his back. clear invitation. mismatched orbs heavy,
❛ must i come to you then .ᐣ ❜ danger creeps into the serpentine curve of eyes; pupils blown out, incensed by the taste of blood—— yes, even his own. dark indigos firmly fixed on valarr, a beast’s hungry maw aching.
valarr smiles and melts onto cushions further. not moving an inch if not by his head shaking in response to what was demanded. hair askew. “mhm..i’m fine here.”
a sole focus which divots towards the prince languishing away in comfort, eyes glimmering with intention. bleeding palm lifts, staining the lips which seek to claim valarr’s when his head shifts down. ❛ mmhh. ——come here. ❜
laying about amongst cushions on the daybed, sliding the keen edge of a dagger across his palm. wincing minimally, though fascinated by the glistening ichor that stains the blade.
@flameconsumed ( lips seals around soft skin of his throat, nipping at 𖬺͟ leaving faint marks of red and teeth along expanse. legs tangled, bare from hip above. the warmth of a dragon. ) see... i’m surprised.
@flameconsumed ( giggles bubbles out of him as pointed nose tickles to his sides. palm seeks for his only to intertwine fingers together, own face descending to hide in the crook of his neck. ) no harsh movements tonight...