Another thing form the ask memes. :) Intamacy “god you make me feel so alive.” For either or both Dameon and Dark? I feel like their reactions would be very different.
he likes to think he’s a composed person. someone who keeps himself put-together. it’s very difficult to get a rise out of him. however, Y/N changes things. a lot of things are different with you.
❝ i’ve always been content to move slowly through life. sometimes i feel like life happens to me, not the other way around, ❞ he explains, as he holds your hand between two of his own. you can feel the callouses he’s worn in from the constant worrying on his cane. ❝ Y/N … there’s so much you do for me that i didn’t even know i needed. ❞
damien draws a breath in through his nose, then sighs it shakily out the mouth. ❝ god, Y/N, ❞ and he’s kissing you fiercely all of a sudden, those palms framing your face, fingers teasing at your hair. ❝ you make me feel so alive. ❞
he’d thought he’d been doomed to a life of isolation. (well, apart from the ever-present company of his twin, cursed to the same fate, wrapped together inside this broken vessel.) HE sought to slight dark at every turn, wanting nothing more than to see him suffer. the hero triumphing over the villain, no matter what the battlefield was.
but you came to him. you chose him. and no attempts made by HIM were enough to sway you. he was guarded, at first. then highly skeptical, uncertain. he wondered if he was being tested. if it was a TRICK.
it felt … too much like a good thing. and could he have those anymore? were he and celine allowed such, after all they’d been through? with what they’d become?
dark’s hands on your waist are perhaps a bit too firm. his fingers dig in just a little too tight. there’s something in his eyes, more than just the usual flickering. you identify it after a moment: possessiveness. ❝ Y/N. ❞ your bodies are flush. you wouldn’t have been able to pull away if you’d wanted to. ❝ god … you make me feel so alive. ❞
a growl rumbles in his throat. ❝ d̸̬̲̓ö̴͉́̌͝n̶̢̪̫͎̖͑̀͑̓͒'̶̢͍͕͎͘ţ̴̆ ̵̲̬͚̎̔̾̔͝e̷̬͋̄̇̀̚ͅv̷̛̙̠̰͎e̵͕͊̆̅̈́r̸͎̪̳̉̋̀̄͠ ̶̝́́ḻ̴̙̜̈́̔͋e̵̗͂̑͗̇̓à̶̤̭̪̻̾̈́͋ͅv̴̲̣̪̤̦͂̃̓̋͠e̵̪̱̳̟̾̕.̵̨͍̫̥͑ ❞