❛ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. ❜
deathless sentence prompts / accepting.
spoken in a low murmur, his voice rumbles ━━ words echoing in an otherwise empty throne room. this confession, uttered in private, was meant for the twilight’s ears alone. he bares himself before her, seated at the foot of the throne; not in an act of fealty ━━ but as a guest, as a lover.
broad shoulders guide the queen’s thighs apart, while hands claim soft curves for his own. she finds him then, lost in the shifting fabric of silk and lace; slender fingers winding their way through cardinal locks. ❛ i am not naive to your ferocious nature; i have been privy to what you are capable of. ❜ she lures him upwards, lips parting to capture his own; feeding the hunger that stirs within them both. ❛ ━━ and i am still breathing. ❜
her affection trails downwards from lips to throat, fangs scraping along bronzed skin. ❛ show me all of you, ❜ she purrs, his pulse fluttering beneath her lips. ❛ and know that my feelings will never waver. ❜ / @mayghenan