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Oh honey hurting you is the last thing✄ I would want to do - - - ...but it's still on the list ❤ !

[maanziek]

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     at first he could not understand what the other meant - his words sounded so little related to what was happening - and he barely noticed his foot pressing on his knee, more, more, as if to crush it into smithereens. The pain in his arm was still strong and hit his nerves like a sharp needle, but if he only knew what was waiting for him right round the corner he would not care about his limb. Unfortunately, he could not foresee the future.

     Scarlet eyes never stopped looking at the other as he leaned closer and closer, until their faces were inches away and his tongue was on Irial’s cheek, until his teeth sank into his earlobe, blood spilling and staining his pale skin. If in any other situation the dark-haired male would have found it pleasant, even exciting, he did not have the time to think so this time. A loud crack, then pain came again like a breaker, threatening to bring him down with it and to drown him in all that water. Eyes opened up wide and so did the mouth, grasping for air. In that moment of pure confusion, he swore he would not scream, not again.

     A true pity he failed.

[maanziek]

     ✁ - - Oh, but why ever should he think of it as not so exciting this time? Naveed himself, in fact, found it all absolutely thrilling-- though perhaps that had to do with the fact that his kneecap wasn't the one being broken. The man's lips curled up, a smirk forming around the bleeding earlobe before he retreated to have a look at that expression. Seeing the scream etched on the other’s face filled him with childish glee, his face momentarily flushing. Pain was always so pretty.

     “I think I’d like some more, if it’s not too much trouble,” he mumbled, though mostly to himself. His plaything probably wouldn’t even be able to hear his words at this point. Naveed waited for a bit, until the scream had gone softer, before he pressed his boot down even harder. How long before they would get tired of it? A long while, perhaps, for as long as the movement of those lips continued to fascinate him. Might be that eventually he’d long for them to move in a different way again, but not now. Definitely not now.

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[skxlxtoncat]

                   Pumpkin would like some attention.

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - Stroookes.

[skxlxtoncat]

                 Pupils turning to slits signifying that he was losing control, instincts surfacing. Yet he still kept a cool demeanor. “I don’t play games." Pumpkin’s golden hues were keenly focused on the object responsible for the shrill, metallic sounds, despite his objection.

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - Oh, what a nice reaction. Would it get worse if he continued? "Now, now, don't be like that," the male chirped, smile stretching out further. "We all like to give in to our instincts from time to time.~" A concept he himself was all too familiar with, as it often proved to be rather enjoyable-- especially when trying to avoid getting bored. Patiently he watched his fascinated prey, waiting, waiting, bell jingling softly all the while. 

[maanziek]

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⁽ ᑫ ᵘ ᵉ ᵉ ᶰ ⁾ ❞┇▌ ”What a good boy.” She knows he is selfish as is she, but she doesn’t have a single complaint so long as he behaves as she wants him to. Fingers tapped along the flesh they’d been pressed into only seconds ago before dropping down to ghost over his neck. From then they curled around a throat, thumbs pressing the tip of artificial claws on either side of his adam’s apple. “I’ve been so cruel to ignore you, hadn’t I~?” Hummed, thumbs pressing in deeper and deeper as seconds passed by, “Maybe if you beg I’ll pay some attention to you~.”

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - How much longer would he play for dog? Naveed was perfectly capable of adapting to his environment, never having any troubles with doing what was asked of him as long as it served him to get what he wanted. An escape from the horrid boredom that preyed on him day and night-- here it was, something that could actually leave him completely satisfied without any worry about his next fill. After all, he and the Queen had very similar problems in that aspect.       Though he is very familiar with his neck being ensnared, her hands are cold and her claws are sharp, sending the smallest of shivers down his spine. The most pleasant of discomforts. Slowly, as if to assure her that he had absolutely no intention of attempting to withdraw from her, he lowered himself to his knees, grey hues staring up with unconcealed desire. It's difficult to breathe, never mind speak, but he does it regardless, whispering-- "I beg of you, my Queen."

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[skxlxtoncat]

                “Do not taunt me fool.” Of course Pumpkin tried to act unaffected, but it was very tempting. If he could just get a swipe at it.. but no. He wouldn’t want something drastic to happen, like getting over excited.

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - "Oh, please. It's just an innocent little game." This time he did make effort to ease some gentle tones into his voice as well as his face, once again jingling the bell invitingly. Ah, cats. How he loved them.

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⁽ ᑫ ᵘ ᵉ ᵉ ᶰ ⁾ ❞┇▌ My Queen. There was something terribly exciting about hearing that title but she didn’t display said excitement as feet carried her closer. “Mm, you always were so willing.” And hands placed themselves onto cheeks, sharp metal pressing into the flesh without much mercy. “Tell me,” she hummed, “how have you been, hm~?”

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - "Only for you," he stated, eyes narrowed in something akin to pleasure. It was not exactly a lie, even if his 'loyalty' went only so far. No woman had been able to entertain him quite as much as this one, and he wasn't about to ruin his own fun any time soon. A sigh (undoubtedly one of delight) passed his lips when her artificial claws teased his skin. "Longing for your affections, depraved of your presence-- it was quite unpleasant."

[maanziek]

[skxlxtoncat]

                Oh the treacherous sound, he’d much prefer to listen to the sound of his own claws on a chalk board. “Stop that, it’s bothersome.”

[maanziek]

      ✁ - - "Why don't you try to take it from me, instead?" With that he holds out his hand, almost invitingly, though never bothering to even try and put a kinder expression on his face.