𝑶 𝑩 𝑬 𝑰 𝑺 𝑨 𝑵 𝑪 𝑬.

Angela Sarafyan as Clementine Pennyfeather in Westworld S04E08

it's not uncommon for new pack members to want to flee at the first sign of danger, especially when they're not used to their violent ways or even know how to behave around large groups of territorial wolves. something in their nature just knows when it's time to fight or flight but vienna is no stray pup. she's a human girl, she can't fight him if she wanted to and running when she knows he can easily catch her is just plain dumb. by now she should know better. her honeyed perfume and drumming heartbeat guides him from the thick woods, his body a large menacing figure as it rushes towards her, pouncing on the young girl, vaulting over and pinning her to the cold wet grass in an instant. ‘ did you think you could run away from me? ’ monstrous voice growls to her ear before his heavy claw turns her much smaller body around so she can face the beast. so she can see the kind of monster holding her to the ground like she's quarry. ‘ you don't get to beg me to take you with me and then walk away when you've had enough. i should rip your throat out for that ’ the idea alone is tempting. if someone else did this and forced him to chase them, he wouldn't bring them back alive at all but he needs her. she begged him to take her and breed her, she does not get to leave.

❝ no wait — please !! ❞ the young blonde cries out in between heaving pulls of breath, holding her trembling hands up in terrified surrender beneath him. in this heightened moment where she might be seconds away from being devoured vienna can't quite help the way her needy little pussy throbs for attention or the strange ache warming her womb. he's got the wrong idea. she could never get enough of this. of him, even when he's quite literally splitting her cunt open and reshaping her insides to hilt himself fully within her, swelling her belly with his seed. it's true she begged him to take her from her old life, but it's also true that she might not have fully grasped the CONSEQUENCES of everything she'd have to forfeit to truly belong to him. it boils down to this: she didn't get a chance to say goodbye to her father. home security footage of her clambering out of her bedroom window carrying a small backpack has her dismissed as a runaway in the eyes of anyone who would think to search for her, but the g u i l t of leaving without even a word gnaws at her until she makes the ill-conceived choice to attempt to sneak back. she really should know better by now, but she's a young girl ruled by her foolish heart. ❝ please i — i wasn't trying to walk away !! i just — ❞ she trails for a moment, choking back a sob. lip quivering and more tears welling in her doe eyes. ❝ my dad . . . i just wanted to say GOODBYE. ❞

he must be sick, like really sick to actually be enjoying the sight of his wife sitting there from across the kitchen island with wine on her glass and a hand on her belly like that. no, no — not his wife's belly, but the very woman that managed to coax him into infidelity and spend nights upon nights having sweat dripping down their bodies, gasps leaving their lips and the essence of their sins dripping out of her every single time. protection had been forgotten as of late, one that he had once been so eager in using with her, until he had felt what it was like to forget them and to be driven by the danger of exactly what he was looking at. she was months into the pregnancy, shameless to be in his home and become the best of friends with his wife, but adam knew that she had some ulterior motive than just this. "she's been glowing now that she's getting even more pregnant, that's for sure. pregnancy's definitely doing you well." he would comment as he raises his glass up to his lips, looking at her with such mischief in his eyes, hidden meaning between the lines as he speaks to her of secrets that only the two of them knew.

EVERYONE'S FIRST MISTAKE is thinking cerise is a better person than she actually is. it's an easy enough mistake to make. even though it all eventually came crashing down to a spectacular end, years of experience forging and maintaining a pristine image didn't just disappear when her once promising career did. charm still very much intact, she's the s n a k e in this veritable garden of eden and the more FORBIDDEN the fruit the sweeter the taste. this particular moment tastes sweetest of all. an oblivious wife running her hand over the swell of a dear friend's baby bump, cooing compliments into the ear of the same girl fucking her husband behind her back. that very same husband watching on with a secretive glint in his eyes, impishly smirking over what their sordid affair has produced. cerise is now round with his child and both he and his wife are right — she really is positively G L O W I N G. ❝ you really think so ?? ❞ the young blonde questions innocently enough, sapphire hues sparkling with their own hidden mischief as she flicks her attention towards the object of her affection. obsession, really, but her covetous heart has a way of treacherously twisting the thoughts in her head. ❝ i guess i was kind of worried it might not suit me, but now ?? ❞ covering his wife's hand with her own, she keeps her gaze trained on her lover as the corners of her mouth curve into a sly grin. ❝ now i'm thinking i could get used to this. ❞

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