Apr 26
vere has somehow gotten his hands on luxurious stolen attire and gifts it to you, dressing you up for the night, something red, something tight, something with a corset and later that night after a couple of drinks at the wet wick you journey off into the seaspring, it takes ais a moment to say anything, his crimson gaze just lazily taking in the rare sight of you in something so, risqué
half of him is wondering where you've been, and who's seen you in this aside from him, and the other half of him can't wait to tear it off of you piece by piece
"red suits you sparrow"
my live reaction
#JKKKKKKKKKKKKSDLJVIOCSUJEO9IRUQP0[OISFPKI[DSVP[#DCFBVPLO[RE]OA#GL CIKFODAGJKORPE9IKYTG-0[=4#3W/;GV#okay im good#he#just i can see it in my head so clear like i can hear it in the voice ive given him in my mind#him pushing off the pillar and coming closer#moving your hair maybe off your shoulder or#a strap#his hands are so warm but theyre not On you yet . not fully#just hovering like he cant help but be so close but hes waiting... hes pushing himself like he always does over the edge of comfort#of the time it takes to touch you..#hes so messed up inside in his head hes like did they wear this for me.. theyve come to see me.. specifically.. in this.. after..#nnnnnnnnnnnnnnjfdhgjc#kay#whatever thats..#and VERE GAVE IT I CANT YOU HAVBEHSTOSTOP#「 lip bite 」#aistag#「 jazz 」#wait imagine the sound and sensation of the bones or substitutes in the corset snapping as he rips it open and off you#hes laid you down passionately been passionate but ultimately gentle and then he just rips it just like that when it was done up..#the sensation of the breath rushing into you#fuk