[Such praise only serves to flush Eridanus' pale skin further, the honeyed affection held within them unfurling pleasant adoration through his breast. As those golden claws caress his nape, loosing tresses of well kept ashen hair from his plait, the only thought that whirls through his mind is not of the splendid terror they are soon to indulge in, but that he never wishes for that touch to leaveโand for a moment, it doesn't.
It finds the curve of his strong musculature, traces the ridges between soft flesh and the newly birthed opal stones that line his shoulders. It teases down the back of his firm triceps, sending shivers of delight up his spine, before tickling over the sensitive skin of his forearms and wristsโflesh unguarded by the opal gauntlets that have encased the front of them. Heat pools in Eridanus' belly, thick and intoxicating as that gentle touch, reserved for a lover, finds the palms of his hands. His thoughts race: of crushing Lucius' hands within his own superior grip, and of gouging his flesh to claim it once more as his.
But then that touch is gone just as quickly as it came, like a playful whisper on the wind. Eridanus exhales a hot breath, unaware he had held it for so long within his aching lungs. He turns, his gaze unfettering as it watches the toned muscles of Lucius' back as he dances away like the coy beast he is. Eridanus feels it nowโthe ache of hunger.
He chases after Lucius, his steps less graceful than a moment ago, but he stays himself from the animalistic urge to pounce like predator upon prey. Instead he folds his claws within each other, behind his back, as a means of shackling his desire. This is a hunt for something else tonight, not each other.]
Following you until the stars grow cold and the universe decays into dust would be the only thing to truly satisfy me. [He sucks in a cold breath, hoping the salty tang of the air could quell his racing thoughts and thundering heart.] To hunt for your amusement โ my pleasure. I know you have only selected the best for us to enjoy tonight. Others do not see your need for perfection the way I do...
cw: slightly romantic gore ideation?
It finds the curve of his strong musculature, traces the ridges between soft flesh and the newly birthed opal stones that line his shoulders. It teases down the back of his firm triceps, sending shivers of delight up his spine, before tickling over the sensitive skin of his forearms and wristsโflesh unguarded by the opal gauntlets that have encased the front of them. Heat pools in Eridanus' belly, thick and intoxicating as that gentle touch, reserved for a lover, finds the palms of his hands. His thoughts race: of crushing Lucius' hands within his own superior grip, and of gouging his flesh to claim it once more as his.
But then that touch is gone just as quickly as it came, like a playful whisper on the wind. Eridanus exhales a hot breath, unaware he had held it for so long within his aching lungs. He turns, his gaze unfettering as it watches the toned muscles of Lucius' back as he dances away like the coy beast he is. Eridanus feels it nowโthe ache of hunger.
He chases after Lucius, his steps less graceful than a moment ago, but he stays himself from the animalistic urge to pounce like predator upon prey. Instead he folds his claws within each other, behind his back, as a means of shackling his desire. This is a hunt for something else tonight, not each other.]
Following you until the stars grow cold and the universe decays into dust would be the only thing to truly satisfy me. [He sucks in a cold breath, hoping the salty tang of the air could quell his racing thoughts and thundering heart.] To hunt for your amusement โ my pleasure. I know you have only selected the best for us to enjoy tonight. Others do not see your need for perfection the way I do...