Jun 29, 2014
"Don’t you want me?" It's soft, and hurt.
send me a sentence for my muse’s reaction.
[ Frank is paying more attention to the dead than the living again. He honestly can’t help it; cattle bleeds so much, so willingly, and he is able to do whatever he sees fit to them.
His friend however — while his flesh is the most gorgeous Frank has ever come across since his incarceration — has limits, limits and rules. And he’s learned that this pretty new friend will fight back if those rules aren’t followed.
So the cannibal sates his darker desires in other flesh. ]
"— I want you, pretty flesh." [ He assures in a murmured tone, but he won’t look at the man. He has eyes only for his current victim. ]
