#aurath

Cute little OC thing I made last night <3

Quinn to Tactus (x)

     Darrow swallows, tasting something foreign (but not unpleasant) on his tongue and takes a moment to catch his breath before it’s knocked out of him again when his back crashes against the wall behind him. It takes a strange sort of restraint not to grab Tactus’ hand as it travels across his body.       He lets out a short grunt at his cruel hand and this time shoves it away. It’s more reflex than anything else, but Darrow can’t help but want to be in charge. The fact that the Gold’s taken him by surprise is jarring. “Ah, ah--” he hisses, meeting his eye. “Nice try.” Strong hands now take both of Tactus’ wrists and squeeze tight.

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                            “my intention is not to ‘fix’ you— only to help.                             that’s  all;  no  more,   no   less.   although   i                             understand why you would consider it to  be                             one and the same.”

                       “Is this your way of saying you’d actually miss me, Prictus?”

                A sharp-toothed grin flashes across the young man’s hawkish features when Sevro gets a good, gory clump of horse intestines. The organs squelch as he weighs them in hand, waiting just a moment before hurling them straight at Tactus’s face.