[ To know the answer and still coax its shape out of the darkness with an expert touch — traced, cut, coiled, denying that it is a nascent thing... truly, he's a fearsome man. That he wears the visage of a dream in this encounter, piled in chantilly-layers of lace, smokey-hued and opulent, juxtaposes the danger with an allure that's difficult to slip free from.
Not that he wishes to be anywhere else. ]
You may not know this, so I'll share it with you.
[ Kizuna mirrors that talent for answers pulled from the deep, a half-step enough to pull himself in close to her, cheek to cheek against the gossamered ink of the veil. ]
no subject
Not that he wishes to be anywhere else. ]
You may not know this, so I'll share it with you.
[ Kizuna mirrors that talent for answers pulled from the deep, a half-step enough to pull himself in close to her, cheek to cheek against the gossamered ink of the veil. ]
Your pleasure will always be my pleasure.