Dec 5, 2014
{ — diableboiteux }
⊰✙∬ ”You walk kind of funny, my dear.”
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{ — diableboiteux }
⊰✙∬ ”You walk kind of funny, my dear.”
Hooding his eyes, his head dipped further down into the crook of her neck, and his hands wrapped around her shoulders. /Oh you damned self-tormentor.../ He drew inward and kissed her neck again. "I have embraced an icy woman before, made love to her and I dare say, there is far more heat and life in you than I'd ever witnessed in her." He attempted levity, but forfeit it and took up compassion.
(½)
(cont.) "I am no more among the living than you, my dear... I cannot pretend to be fascinated by the swell of a breast and the sleaze of sweat that is no different than it was two centuries ago." He smiled and pressed his index finger against her jaw, guiding her to meet him. "I love you. I love you without expectations or promises for they will afford no comfort. You see, it is /you/ that shall tire of me--of my megrims and my miseries."
(2/2)
⊰✙∬ How she hated him when he was this close to her, but at the same time found it impossible to ask him to step away. It wasn’t his actions that bothered her, but what he made her feel that scared her. — The way he expressed himself, caused her to look away from him, sometimes his words alone were enough to make her feel somewhat uncomfortable. That feeling was soon forgotten when she found herself looking at him for a second time. It was what he said next that woke up a strange feeling in her, one she thought long forgotten. She tilted her head into his touch, before she took that same hand of his in her own. “And I believe.. no, I know I love you so… even if my actions at times make you believe otherwise.” If they had ever. “I’m not as good as expressing it with words and actions, like you, but I can guarantee you that the feeling is there. I can fake a simple kiss, but no more than that, yet you have gotten far more from me.”
diableboiteux entered the marquee.
"Good afternoon, my lord. I'm pleased to see you have arrived safely. Shall we get to business or would you prefer to rest a little first?"
an hour later, after some deliberation and ben and jerry's.
[text] meet me at The Princess Louise in fifteen.
[text] YOU DID WHAT? [text] IS THIS A FUCKING JOKE? [text] YOU FUCKING-SHE'S MY BABY SISTER! [20 minutes later: text] You are a fucking prick, but it is her choice who she sleeps with, but if you slept with her to offend me in some manner-you're an asshole.
[text] This wasn't about punishment. [text] I don't even care. [3 minutes later: text] You had no right to tell me to 'chill out' and you know that.
9:30 AM, 29/9/2014
[text] would you like to go out later? I am happy to put all this behind us.