💔 ( mmmm if you're up for it? it's okay if not! i'm gonna answer the starter i sWEAR- ))
tough love [ x ] + @aiisurua
❝ Another disappointment, hm? ❞
THE MUSING rode onthe wings of a comfortable silence, a few moments’ dedication towards deferentialobservation of the blood-stained visual before him. A fine model of carnage andunbridled passion, the younger of the two wore the potent scent of a massacreas though it were a tailored coat. A judicious eye dipped over them, mutely notingthe blood’s vivid accompaniment to their equally striking hair before a pallidhand invaded the space between them to snugly cradle the side of the other’sthroat. Fingertips skimmed over flesh with an atypical tenderness, pressinginto muscle only to languidly swipe and collect a crimson stripe seeping downthe other’s cheek. Absent was any shrewd word of censure for the reprehensibleoffence, vacant was any ounce of care towards the nameless victim whose bloodthe suited entity rescued from their wayward path; only an acute partiality forthe way the gore looked upon his ashen fingers remained to be seen — ( FEW OBLATIONSWERE MORE DIVINE THAN THAT OF SHED BLOOD ).
❝ I supposethere’s some consolation in knowing that you were at their end, being the onlyone to witness the light leaving their eyes and existing as their only companyas their last moments trickle away. I’m certain that you were their lastthought and that is what you’vealways wanted, isn’t it? To be the centre of their affections at last .. ❞
Hardened became thedelicate touch as fingers turned in on their object of their compassion and officiouslygripped Yan’s chin, proximity becoming sparse as the being brazenly neareduntil exhaled breath pressed flush against the younger’s skin. The shift indemeanor agitated the passive shadows that had taken refuge near theircommandant, their surroundings blinking out of existence for a jarring momentbefore reclaiming its rightful place without lasing proof of its volatility;evidently, the tender touch prior merely portended an inevitable modification butthere was favour to be reaped still in prosperous circumstance. While thereseemed to exist an active degree of vigilance towards ensuring that no stains daredto leave their mark on his suit, little mind was paid to the stray dropletsdrying on his pale hand while it enforced its authority. There was no profferedcompromise to the vice, no other option but to merely inure the CALLOUS intimacy and the dynamic undulations of the darkness lapping at their heels.
And then, therecame a solicitous gesture in the form of brushing lips, gallantly christeningthe newly scrubbed flesh with ephemeral kisses until they trailed lower and caught another sanguine bead dribbling over the other’s mouth.
( THERE’S POLLUTIONSTILL IN EVEN THE MOST CHASTE OF HIS KISSES. CHOKE ON THE TASTE OF HIS GRACE AND THE FRUITS OF YOUR VIOLENT PASSION)
❝ I do hope itwas worth it ———– in the end. ❞
