#reseviled

[dimitresca]

@reseviled asked for a starter.

❝ and what of your career? how will that balance with marriage, and education, and all of these other plans. ❞

[moldcursed]

@reseviled sent: [ 04. ] sender lightly trails a sharp knife across receiver's cheek.

the knife that slides against his cheek, even with mia's light touch, leaves a small mark in its wake. it stings and weeps, and ethan shudders softly.

his fingers dig into the meat of his thighs, though his eyes never once leave mia's face. no, instead, he watches her closely : the sight of her, oh-so-clearly in her element as she studies him forms an aching want in the pit of his stomach, and it's only because he's so well-behaved that he keeps his mouth shut about it.

they had discussed this beforehand, of course, and whereas he normally feels like a bit of a lab rat with all the poking and prodding that happens from those who wish to observe the way that black decay makes up a man, there's something different about it with mia. the way she looks at him is less clinical. it's more intimate, even if she is still trying to observe.

the air feels thick between them. weighted, even though this whole little exercise is meant to be an experiment of a sort. it's enough to drive a man mad. briefly, as mia leans closer, ethan is tempted to reach out and touch her — to say fuck this and leave this little science project in the dust in favor of better things.

instead, with a breathy laugh, all he does is ask, “ so? what's the verdict, doc? ”