SIMPLE ACTIONS
[COLLAR] - sender reaches out to smooth down / fix receiver's collar. @tenthhell
A finger lagged behind four other similarly red colored digits lined and tipped with long black nails that besought the careful folds enraptured around a neck pasteled against felt hues of wine and gold. The subtle scratching of fabrics sounded in the near intimate scene of cloth and flesh intertwined to loop button after button of elegance splendor that deep red hues struggled not to drink in too hungrily. A gift it had been, and no peeking had been the rule that so elicited profound impatient tapping of a foot despite their reflection mere feet away half hidden by a tarp. Soon though, literal magic hands imbued the final interweavings of an infernal sigil that glowed with white hot fire before smoldering out of existence, the illumination almost lingering a moment longer on the lapel of rich looking obsidian to confirm their pact.
As gentle as a trained dancer would balance themselves did her legs seem to float, slender wrists reaching to gingerly pluck fabric from glass revealing the mirrored image reflected the near shining that his form did despite the low candle light. Twisting to watch as tiny gold strands danced and winked in and out of illumination repeatedly with each turn. Highly perceptive eyes going over and over every detail etched and embroidered aspect that nearly sent a head dizzying.
"It's perfection.", he mused, a hand running down the near impossible smoothness of the tunics length. Thoughts barely able to reclaim a memory when he could desire something so fine and claim it his.
"Even better suited for a vampire ascendent.", came reassuring half lidded gaze that peered back at him. What they both could accomplish now the possibilities seemed to have no measure and no stop, so long as imagination reached high.
