@lostsovl ( @clairaudievt. ) | 'a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound' (from Guy đŒ)
kiss &. tell. | accepting
( he had come in typical INELEGANCE for - of all things - her aid. perhaps boy knew in his strange way vampyr found him too AMUSING to kill outright, even though very scent of him was enough to DISTRACT. or somehow he knew a truth julia had yet to name - EMBERS kindled within centuries-hardened heart. even if born of sheer FASCINATION of his mortal mysteries or simmering BLOODLUST for taste strigoi could not forget finding in him capacity for FEELING, though knife's edge between empathy &. HUNGER continued to blur. it is why when he stumbled - frightened &. bloodied - door opened to him in SILENT welcome. )
( warbride has seen more of battlefield wounds than any MORTAL physician &. could still stitch even after half a millennia, even after own injuries never necessitated such CRUDE medicine again. experience can be seen in tension between drawn brows, firm line of CRIMSON lips; with enough strength slender digits could crush his bones but they instead SUTURED with feather-light touch. occasionally aquiline visage grimaces - sweet scent so PALPABLE it surrounds in thick, inescapable fog. )
( it happens when onyx hues shift to meet gaze, pupils flashing RUBY with every iota caging beast against unavoidable AROMA of doe. full lips part to speak, INTERRUPTED by prey closing short distance between; warm lips ENVELOP those of cool marble with sudden passion &. predator is swiftly UNCAGED. )
( taste of his lips is where bride finds tantalizing preview of what she had been CHASING - life. DULCET warmth, greenery of youth, very pulse of him so keenly felt against her lips; sunlight, cigarette smoke, honey-sweet VITALITY flavors nosferatu had almost forgotten entirely. nevermind instant CRAVING for touch julia had not felt in so many decades, quiet moan in back of throat revealing HUNGER far better than any carefully-worded machinations. )
( for once it is vampyr's turn to be graceless. pale hands which had removed themselves moment lips CRASHED to hers suddenly reach with PRETERNATURAL speed, winding possessively into boyish curls &. pushing them against surface behind him table, she thinks. returned FERVOR carries with it intensity for his blood, his sunlight, fangs SLICING into thin skin of his lips before bride can remember to RESTRAIN animal. pulling away with unearthly HISS, great teeth stained vermillion gnashing, before human veneer returns with PURRING murmur &. crooked grin. )
' you play a very dangerous game, boy ... '