IN THE DARKNESS BIND THEM

It didn't take long. Or any time at all. The vibrant gleam of it's gold drew her eye almost as violently as his desire.

She laughed softly, using her touch to guide his eye towards the object.

It gleamed on his hand. He grinned at her, high on the explosion of power that rushed through him.

It wasn't quite as menacing as he would do it but there wasn't not some modicum of menace in her eyes as she pressed him tight against the wall with her chest.

"But even this.." she eyed him up and down, from his borrowed stare to her betraying mouth. "Is not how you behave with him, is it?"

He laughed under her gaze, unable to quite take it seriously when he knew who it was under the illusion of his face. There was something inherently unnerving, even for him, watching his own face look back at him.

"If all goes well, an army will not even note your absence," She chuckled, finally close enough to an open window that she paused, stared up at him and then rolled back, pulling him down along with her.

Tell me what I must do. Do I follow, when you give the word?

There were more mysteries in the world than he knew, it seemed. What was this place, and her connection to it? If the danger were not to present, he would be interrogating her.

this is exactly what it is so ya know consume kink content at your own discretion.  general content warning for blood consumption, cannibalistic implications and knife cutting. *blows a kiss* this ones for all you monster fuckers out there. 

[ CUT ]  for sender to use a knife on receiver,  making light cuts on their skin as a form of foreplay. 

[ SLIT ]  for receiver to use a knife on sender,  making light cuts on their skin as a form of foreplay.  

[ BITE ]  for sender to bite receiver hard enough to draw blood during sex. 

[ BITTEN ]  for receiver to bite sender hard enough to draw blood during sex. 

[ CLING ]  for after battle sex with both muses covered in blood. 

[ TASTE ]  for sender to bite receiver’s lip hard enough to break skin and then lick the blood. 

[ TASTED ]  for receiver to bite sender’s lip hard enough to break skin and then lick the blood. 

[ SAMPLE ]  for sender to wipe at smeared blood on receiver that isn’t theirs then proceed to lick it off their finger. 

[ SAMPLED ]  for receiver to wipe at smeared blood on sender that isn’t theirs then proceed to lick it off their finger. 

[ TAKE ]  sender has a small injury and receiver wipes away some of the blood then licks it off their hand. 

[ TAKEN ]  receiver has a small injury and sender wipes away some of the blood then licks it off their hand. 

[ CONSUME ]  sender needs to feed on human blood,  receiver makes cuts in their skin for them to feed off of. 

[ CONSUMED ]  receiver needs to feed on human blood,  sender makes cuts in their skin for them to feed off of. 

[ OFFERING ]  sender lets receiver feed on their blood through whatever means is natural for them. 

[ OFFERED ]  receiver lets sender feed on their blood through whatever means is natural for them. 

[ GIVE ]  sender wipes their own blood off their skin then puts their blood-stained fingers to receiver’s mouth for them to lick clean. 

[ GIVEN ]  receiver wipes their own blood off their skin then puts their blood-stained fingers to sender’s mouth for them to lick clean. 

[ MUFFLED ]  for sender to bite receiver during sex to muffle themselves but end up drawing blood. 

[ MUFFLING ]  for receiver to bite sender during sex to muffle themselves but end up drawing blood. 

[ DRINK ]  sender feeds off receiver’s blood by biting their breasts. 

[ DRINKING ]  receiver feeds off sender’s blood by biting their breasts. 

[ SAVOR ]  sender is giving receiver oral then bites their thighs to lick at their blood. 

[ SAVORING ]  receiver is giving sender oral then bites their thighs to lick at their blood.

[ PAIN ]  sender makes cuts in receiver’s thighs before or during oral. 

🩸 Smear the receiver’s blood across their cheek. (Sauron and Pharazon) -✧- @admirableringmaker

The sacrificial rites for the Lord of Darkness had begun to take place upon Zigûr's advice and it seemed that all was going well. Nothing bad had yet happened to the isle of Anadûnê and their domain over Middle-earth strengthened. Even the altars of human sacrifice had spread from Armenelos to the shores across the sea. Soon would come eternity ensured for the King, with the sacrifice of some of his own life's source.

It could not have been more beautiful. Blood, brilliant crimson, dripped into the golden chalice. The seal of devotion. The seal of doom, the completion of Zigûr’s plans. His smile, as his ringed jewelled fingers dragged across the open wound, was sharp. Everything he had worked towards, every humiliation he had borne, would bear fruit, watered by the blood that stained his fingertips.

His touch lingered over Ar-Pharazôn’s cheek, staring into his eyes. Zigûr could feel the warmth of him, the solidness, the realness that made up mortal men, that drew him ever inwards in fascination.

“What greater gift could he desire, than the blood of his most devoted freely given?” At last he stepped away from the king, taking the chalice to the altar, kneeling before the great statue of his lord as he offered it up. 

His eyes turned black, a little trick he had developed to pretend he was communing with Melkor.