she is far too familiar with his WEAKNESSES, and he wonders how it is possible for him to stand in her presence at such ease with this intelligence. he doesn’t have time to dwell on it however, and that is no rarity because her aforementioned familiarity is so fluidly put to use. her lips could both bring peace and cause WAR, the former now externally while the latter is internally waged. his hands are drawn like weapons, seizing her waste in a manner that can only be categorized as possessive. still, mere seconds pass before nimble digits grip the back of her neck and pull back roughly.
“ but if a monster knows a touch of something gentle, is it still a monster? ”
♛ | ❛ —————– SO EASILY SHE HAD SLITHERED beneath his skin, burrowing into the deepest crevices of his nature, venturing forth with little hesitation. & how easily he blossomed for her beneath her touch, nurtured by DESIRE&poisonous whispers. yet each moment his lips found her neck, breath hot on her flesh, the QUEEN was left to wonder if he would t e a r her throat from her body - relieved when it was a kiss despite the HORROR she envisioned. in his grasp now, the talons of a BEAST could be felt faintly through the ornate fabric of her skirts, observing the beautiful glimmer of its HUNGER in his glowering irises.
❛ even a gentle touch can be monstrous, my lion. tenderness can deceive. it can distort the mind & deliver the fatal blow. something gentle can create a greaterMONSTER. ❜
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