wolғ ιɴ rαввιт ѕĸιɴ

I know I'm a wolfand I've been raised to killbut the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill

[sinefine-esse-blog1]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[sinefine-esse-blog1]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[sinefine-esse-blog1]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[sinefine-esse-blog1]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[sinefine-esse-blog1]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[violentlyagitated]

[thesummerwine]

[in-rabbit-skin]

        he put a cloth                     on their lips       quiet hands, quiet kiss                      on   the   mouth

sinefine-esse

thirdofyork

corvussiin

wolfskinnedxdoe

✝✝✝ They had chosen an unfavourable place at an unfavourable time, that much was for sure, though on purpose or on accident he could not say. Perhaps it was raining outside? It was impossible to tell with the thick layer of dust on the windows and his piano music drowning out any sound that might have come from outside. "--...The club is closed," he stated, his fingers halting above black and white keys.

[aquareegia]

[string-ed-blog]

      ———➺ Bothersome, indeed, and if it was on purpose or not, no one really knew but himself. Maybe he enjoyed being a pest. It certainly got him attention, so why not? It took the thumb across his lips to spark a bit of interest in his dull eyes. “That required effort, you know. Try harder.”

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "I refuse," Rannulf replied after a short pause, his voice clear of hesitation. "--I don't think you really deserve it." Generally 'entertaining' others was not his cup of tea, for it was tedious and hardly very profitable. The thumb lingered on soft skin for a bit longer before the male retracted his hand, lips curling into a small smile. He was not a dog -- they had others to do that work. 

[string-ed-blog]

      ———➺ “Entertain me—” That would have sounded enthusiastic if, you know, he knew how to be enthused over normal things. Someone is going to tug at the pianists shirt with a deadpan look in his eyes.

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "You can really act like a bothersome child sometimes." There was a thin line between annoyance and amusement, it seemed. A roll of dark optics and then the wolf raises his hand, brushing a thumb against the other's bottom lip. "What about you entertain me instead?"

[string-ed-blog]

      ———➺ “Make something happen then, yeah—?” Now who’s rude, Freya?

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "How demanding," Rannulf noted, raising thin eyebrows. "What kind of something did you have in mind, exactly? Or will anything do?"

[string-ed-blog]

      ———➺ “Someone has their rude pants on today.”

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "Clearly you and I have different definitions of the word rude."

[string-ed-blog]

      ———➺ “Nothing ever happens here. Maybe that’s best.”

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "Isn't it because you never do something here?"

[baisercadavres]

         ✂:// "Don’t shoot… Please…"

[in-rabbit-skin]

✝✝✝ "But of course not. That would be horribly impolite."

[baisercadavres]

[in-rabbit-skin]

[in-rabbit-skin]