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[ @astercilius continued from here ]
The redhead studies his gaze as she asks that question. She was sure this was exactly the reaction she would end up getting. She’d been expecting it. Pupils dilate out slowly and then constrict in reaction to the fire hidden deep within his eyes. She’s starting to figure out that she can read him- just not in the way she was used to with everyone else.
“I’d say murder but that seems too easy for someone like you.”
Pause, the redhead hums slightly- pondering. She’s not that much of an asshole- honestly.
“You know what, since I can tell you’re not big on dropping deep dark secrets- I’ll play nice. Different question- Are you just going to keep flirting with me- or are you going to make a move?”
❝So, Red. Here we are.❞
Limbs would be tugged taut, loosening the tension of his joints. A hop, twice, thrice; within a single moment and he’d close the gap between them nearly instantaneously. Arm slams upon mahogany oak, index coming up under her chin as that wry smile unfolds.
❝Pick me apart—at your discretion. I’ll give you one full hour.❞ (real world time).
— “Make it count.”— hu uttered breathlessly, irises of that arctic hue firing up from their slumber.
Harlequin pools settle on his own arctic hues as he practically pins her against the wall. Breath catches in her throat- and she instinctively lifts her chin as he directs her to look up at him.
“I’d be happy to- though I’m not even quite sure where exactly to start. I know you’re basically a demon, you eat souls because you don’t like human food- and you run a bar that sits seated between dimensions and is kept afloat by souls you hoard.” Squint- she puffs out her chest, challenging him as always.
“What’s your favorite color?”
As he observed the female struggle to find some ground, he’d wiggle upon his stool. Arm keeping chin propped by the flat of it, it would twist then find itself on his lap. Eyes which were filled with a stern coldness loosened up, and he’d pluck an ebony bottle by the neck, honeyed liquor within. Thumb jerks the top, and a hiss makes the beer foam a tad before being brought to his lips. Upon the inquiry, he set it on the counter, intertwined phalenges and motioned them down.
‘‘Favorite color would beeee, green. I like how it sparkles. Though, blue is my second favorite. You sure you want to waste your time asking mundane inquiries like this?”
She’s more surprised by his answer than she should have been. She expected blue to be first. Caught off guard, the redhead’s cheeks flush ever so slightly. Harlequin pools bore into his own, her pupils narrowing a tiny bit as she takes in the information he’s given.
“It’s the questions like this that nobody actually ever asks.”
She’s still studying him firmly. Squinting slightly, she goes for her next question. Fine- he doesn’t want mundane? She can oblige.
“Tell me your darkest secret.”
❝So, Red. Here we are.❞
Limbs would be tugged taut, loosening the tension of his joints. A hop, twice, thrice; within a single moment and he'd close the gap between them nearly instantaneously. Arm slams upon mahogany oak, index coming up under her chin as that wry smile unfolds.
❝Pick me apart—at your discretion. I'll give you one full hour.❞ (real world time).
— “Make it count.”— hu uttered breathlessly, irises of that arctic hue firing up from their slumber.
Harlequin pools settle on his own arctic hues as he practically pins her against the wall. Breath catches in her throat- and she instinctively lifts her chin as he directs her to look up at him.
“I’d be happy to- though I’m not even quite sure where exactly to start. I know you’re basically a demon, you eat souls because you don’t like human food- and you run a bar that sits seated between dimensions and is kept afloat by souls you hoard.” Squint- she puffs out her chest, challenging him as always.
“What’s your favorite color?”
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We all have a chapter we don’t read aloud, use this to free that bottled up emotion.
💠 Is there a Headcanon about my muse you want to know more about? Ask away!
SMUTTY / INTIMATE STARTER PROMPTS:
a variety of intimacy-oriented starters that shouldn’t make you cringe. as always , feel free to change as you see fit.
“we’re gonna have to be quiet.”
“we don’t have much time.”
“there are people in the other room.”
“are you flirting with me?”
“i’ve got an idea.”
“you’re a tease.”
“do you wanna get out of here?”
“i hope you’re not going anywhere.”
“i’ve missed you.”
“where do you think you’re going?”
“i couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“don’t be shy.”
“just kiss me.”
“you’re perfect.”
“are you sure?”
“is this okay?”
“keep going.”
“beg for it.”
“you look so good.”
“you’re doing so good.”
“say please.”
“please.”
“i don’t want you to stop.”
“don’t stop.”
“harder.”
“right there.”
“touch me.”
“touch yourself for me.”
“say it again.”
“you sound so pretty.”
“yeah , just like that.”
“i’m close.”
my toxic trait : i hurt in silence and pray that someone loves me enough to notice i’m not being myself
Shipping with me gets you access to so many AUs
I should be honest
They aren’t developed AUs
It’s me sliding into your DMs at 2am with “What if they were vampires” with no further context
i love dominant men but at the same time if a man tells me what to do i’ll bodyslam him
imagine laying in bed and instead of pulling on your legs or whatever, a demon straight up just smacks your ass
I mean What’s the demon look like
I love daggers……and knives….. swords…..
If it has a blade it’s fucking sexy and that’s that
Send “💕” if you ship our muses!
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(( anyone interested in a starter from my redhead? She’s been driving me nuts for days and desperately wants to be active. So heart the post if you want a starter! No cap, but I will be selective for the time being. ))