#blackmcss

           HIS EYEBROW ROSE SLOWLY, HEAD TILTING TO THE SIDE WITH INTEREST. Aleister had to admit, he found Zero incredibly interesting. They were similar in many ways, and the Dutchman had to admit it was comforting to have a kindred spirit around. A smile twitched at the corner of his lips, hands sliding into the pockets of his jeans. “I’m glad you feel you can trust me,” he answered, tongue darting quickly across his lips. “I will do my best to continue to earn that trust.” He meant his words. Aleister wasn’t the type to make idle promises. 

meme ( accepting ) // @topeconhiilo for #blackmcss

meme ( accepting ) // @topeconhiilo for #blackmcss

( sms • black mass-hole ) → where was i?( sms • black mass-hole ) → ... ah.( sms • black mass-hole ) → judging by the time stamp, it seems i’ve been asleep for a while.

                    ( ... since when is a thirteen-hour period considered “a while”? )

           HIS EYEBROW RAISES, A SMIRK SPREADING ACROSS HIS FACE AT HER WORDS. His hands moved before he gave it a second thought, taking her by the wrists and pinning them above her head. He leaned closer, his lips pressed just below her ear, a wicked smile spreading wide across his face as he spoke slowly. “Unfortunately, that is not in the plans for you tonight mijn hart. If you try and tell me what to do again, it will be the last time you cum for a long time.” His moved to kiss down her neck as he began moving again, hips thrusting at an almost painfully slow pace as he kept her hands pinned above her head. “Is that CLEAR Kiernan?”

            THE QUESTION BRINGS A LOW SNARL FROM DEEP IN HIS CHEST. He can taste the metallic tang of blood on his tongue and it only furthers his rage. He hadn’t seen his attacker, which was probably better for whoever it was. Nothing would be able to stop the Dutchman from exacting his revenge. A hand lifted to his split lip, fingers coming back stained with crimson. “If I knew the answer to that, they wouldn’t be walking around still,” he answered eyes lifting to meet the man in front of him. “I’m fine if that is what you’re worried about. The person who did this however? Will not be so lucky.”

meme ( accepting ) // @topeconhiilo for #blackmcss

          almost as if by instinct, zero’s eyes lift to the heavens above. all the light in the world, whatever small traces there might be in this chilling and desolate evening, seems to catch in the ghostly blue-white gleam of his irises. like stars cast away from their home, they look on with a quiet longing — thinking, dreaming, being. but it doesn’t last long, does it? it never does.