Independent ; Semi-Selective Renato Lyra of BHVR's Dead By Daylight.
Exploring worlds with : @evilresiidents & @noctiium
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The flinch didn't pass unnoticed, nothing did under Wesker's gaze. Still he found it interesting the way his words had left a deeper mark than his actions. Did he hit a still open wound even without studying the other? How interesting. The knowledge bringing forth a familiar sensation, the need to dig his fingers deeper into the wound just to see how much the survivor could withstand. " With the way you are talking one might believe it's a person you are referring to. . . " A slight tilt of his head. " And not just a piece of paper. "
The noise leaving his mouth a mixture of a scoff and a chuckle. Still, he tucked the paper plane in one of his trousers' back pocket. It might be of some use down the line. He watched Renato's movements, the grip on his vest almost surprising him. Quite the bold action. He foud himself wondering if Renato was even aware of what he was doing.
His now free hand coming to take a hold of the survivor's wrist, gloved fingers closing around it like unforgiving vines. A subtle curve of his mouth, the smirk a rare sight.
How innocent.
Seeing him fumble over his own words while not trying to escape or get free, had Wesker let out a hum. " Brave little thing, aren't you? " He was the lamb sent to the slaughter house, except Wesker was no butcher. He was something worse, far more sinister. He wasn't going to be satisfied until he had vivisected the other. Unraveling him piece by piece. " Careful. Playing with fire will get you scorched. "
The grip he had on Renato's chin loosening, so he could let his hand slide down, settling just above his throat. " Confused? " He could feel the heat coming from the other's skin even through the leather of his gloves. " You were the one begging and pleading, weren't you? And you aren't aware of what you want? "
Seeing him place it in his back pocket, he had to stop himself from trying to grab it. Fingers twitching, body going slightly rigid. "Not a person.." He whispered, his lower lips practically trembling, but he did his best to hide it. "... It's more than just a piece of paper.. Please." He whispered, leaning in closer. Not even realizing how close he had gotten to Wesker's face. "Please take care of it. Don't --- don't wrinkle it, or throw it away. Please?" He wasn't against begging , clearly.
The poor kite enthusiast, shaking like a leaf, yet he didn't even realize the true danger that he was in. Renato was drawn to him , but also fighting against himself to stay away. This wasn't supposed to happen, he wasn't paying attention when he threw the paper plane. He didn't see Wesker entering... Didn't realize how close he was.
Normally he winced when he was touched, immediately trying to pull away. This wasn't one of those times. Yes it hurt, but normally it burned, felt like his skin was on fire. The unforgiving grip was almost a welcoming change, yet he couldn't help the way his eyes slid to their hands.
Widening as he realized he enjoyed the pain more than he should have.
"Brave?" He questioned, eyes moving back to the sunglasses staring down at him. His free hand moving to rest against his chest, telling himself that he was going to push him away-- but that never came. "Fire... You mean, you? I uh-- are we playing? Am I ... Fuck.." He groaned, as he started to get flustered again.
Renato couldn't help but gulp, his throat bobbing as Wesker's hand rested there. "You... -- I uh, I want you." He wasn't aware of what he was saying, or how he meant that... -- but it was true, he could think of nothing else in that moment.
SUBJECT :// @deadlykitefight FILE :// don't mind renato he is just slowly making his way towards chris. chomping on his shoulder, teeth dragging down to his chest, before nipping him once more. he could spend hours doing this, but instead, he pulls back. looking up at him, trying to read his reaction. he's been known to forget about personal space.
It always seemed to amaze Chris the way when he was rather sure to know someone, they seemed to always do something to catch him off guard. And this? This was the glaring example of such thing. He watched the other with both amusement and curiosity, wanting to know what exactly was going in that pretty mind of his when Renato approached where he was sitting. A question soon answered by his actions. The bites earning something akin to a laugh, albeit a muffled one from the way he had tried to hold it back.
Well, Renato was something else, wasn't he?
The raise of a brow then, chocolate hues warm and yet intense as always when Chris met the other's gaze. " What gotten into you, mhm? " Fingers reaching to grasp at his shirt, tugging him closer as his free hand came to grab Renato's waist, guiding him onto his lap.
he wasn't sure what got into him, but looking at chris, seeing him just sitting there... all renato wanted to do was bite. if he was braver, he may have pulled him to the bedroom, laid him down -- and bit every inch of him. worshipping him for hours. someone so rugged around the edges, yet so soft with renato? he couldn't quite understand how someone like chris would want someone like him, but he hasn't pushed him away yet. even then, he'd fight to get him back.
the moment he was pulled onto his lap, he let out a soft gasp. one hand moving to rest on chris's cheek, the other going to his chest.
the gesture so simple, yet it turned renato into putty in his hands. wide eyes scanning chris, following the line of his throat, up to his jaw, and finally settling on his eyes. "mm, I -- I got a false sense of bravery." he admitted, blinking slowly, as he wiggled absentmindedly on his lap.
