It is easy to tell that Alec has just hunted. Aside from the bright, crimson hue his eyes now hold, there's a telltale smudge of blood at the corner of his mouth. Jane leans forward, pressing her lips against that spot. The tip of her tongue swipes in an upward motion, tasting metallic copper.
being LET LOOSE upon the world was one of the many little prizes that awaited the rinaldi twins ; but never did the venture away from each others sides for long. the little gods would always find their way back to one another like a tether bound them. to find a victim was simple enough – the first stray camper he could get his hands on. he’s GENTLE – stealing their senses & making it as easy as slipping into the void could possibly be. it doesn’t bring him pleasure to kill those who SCREAM as it does his masters.
there’s a certain cockiness that settles upon cherub lips as he sees her there – bids her closer. he’d been certain he’d cleaned himself up —————— save for the blood under his nails. but he won’t say a word against her lips so soft against his. a hand finds her waist, drawing her in. ❛ you’ve yet to feed, jane. shall i fetch you a snack ? ❜ he mumbles against her lips, just soft enough for her to hear. ❛ or would you rather be hand fed by our masters like the dogs they think we are ? come – we don’t need their scraps. there’s a man just south of here – he’s lost his way in the woods. we could be KIND & show him the way. ❜
// random things. always accepting !
