Rough touch -Edward 👀
rough starters | accepting 13. Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.@culthcnt
The appearance of the immortal was one he anticipated, though her presence always had the chance of turning tides. This was one of those situations.
It takes time for her to work him down, for him to be malleable beneath her touch, and he curses himself for bending to her so. Kassandra had plenty of time to practice, he knew, but there was always something more she wanted from Edward. She always knew.
“This how you want me, aye?” Corner of his mouth is upturned in a smirk, an eyebrow quirked in question. His knees force the boards beneath him to creak, and he wonders how long they have in his cabin before Adewale knocks. “Down so low you can feel powerful, Kassandra? You’ve me on my knees, what will you do now?”












