Hmmmm.... perhaps a Twiddler with either Apodyopis or Lalochezia? 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Why not both? 🥺✌ hope u enjoy, babes xx
As always, dinnertime in Arkham never failed to be a source of amusement.
The entertainment for this particular evening came courtesy of Harvey Dent and Roman Sionis and Edward made himself comfortable against the hard benches which served as seating within the cafeteria as he settled in to watch the show.
From his vantage point, he had no clue how the violence had been incited but his natural inclination was to side with Dent, regardless of the circumstance, since Sionis was a philistine and overall disgusting creature.
“I’ll break your fucking legs,” the rage in Dent’s voice was almost palatable, his words coming out in such a raw snarl that there was no doubt in Edward’s mind that Big Bad Harv was fully guiding his binary friend, “you son of a bitch!”
Restrained by two guards, it was clear from the reddening of their faces that they were struggling to hold back the furious man as he attempted to escape them and continue his attack on the retreating Sionis who was being dragged out of the room by two other guards to keep some distance between them.
“Sleep with one eye open, Roman, because I’ll fucking kill you in your sleep!”
Edward openly smirked at the rage on display as his eyes roved over Dent’s straining body. The orange jumpsuits which all inmates had to wear were not designed with someone of Dent’s physique in mind and it would be almost funny if it didn’t highlight just how impressive his build was. In areas such as his thighs and broad chest, the jumpsuit seemed to cling to the muscle there as it provided a good look at the definition which was hidden just below the thin fabric.
Glancing back up to Dent’s face, Edward was comfortable enough in his assessments to confess that the ropey scarring which covered half of his face had did little to truly mar how handsome the man truly was. Noble features mixed with a natural confidence which he carried through both his role as district attorney and his infamy as a crime boss made him an attractive figure.
Aggression and fury were the primary emotions which seemed to guide Harvey Dent through his life, only punctuated by the odd show of despair which most of his fellow rogues turned a blind eye to, knowing that despair was a bedfellow to rage which was better not directed at them. He also possessed the physical strength to back his aggressive attitude in a way which made him a formidable foe.
Unable to help himself, Edward allowed his mind to wander to a more base consideration as he wondered if that aggressive nature extended to Dent's sexual appetites. His defined muscle spoke of his easy ability to manhandle and pin any partner he chose and Edward could see the appeal of his natural low voice as it dissolved into little more than grunts and growls as he rutted himself like an animal into his partner.
Coughing away the flare of heat that threatened his cheeks, Edward instead refocused his attention on Dent's furious visage.
He followed the line of Dent’s scarring as it bisected his face and disappeared below the collar of his jumpsuit and a frown caused light lined to appear across Edward’s forehead as he found himself disappointed by the lack of available skin.
He wanted to know how low the scarring could be found.
His imagination was not lacking, and he was quick to conjure various possibilities and patterns which, logically, the acid could have carved into the broad chest. However, the fact that he did not have that knowledge snapped at the edge of his consciousness and caused a low grumble of irritation to settle deep in his gut.
Arkham policy was that inmates who were deemed too much of a risk were not permitted to share the shower rooms and both Edward and Dent fell well within that assessment. So that option was out of the question.
Stabbing his fork into the questionable meat which served at the protein for his Arkham dinner this evening, Edward folded his arms across his chest as he watched Dent be dragged from the room in a similar fashion to Sionis.
This riddle would require some creativity on his part.
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