[private] such a simple thing

[Vastra]

It feels as though she’s playing with fire. And part of her wants to stop playing, to just burn, but her resolve grows stronger with the distance between them. This is the right thing to do, as much as she hates this conscience within her it’s the price she pays for remaining herself. For not giving into the feral whims and losing herself, losing those she loves. She has forgotten that she was going to try to help Svedka control the beast inside of him, and now she is just thinking that she just needs to make sure they both survive it. The dark expression on his beautiful, ferocious face sends a chill through her and her heartbeat picks up. Whether from excitement or a more healthy emotion like fear, Vastra cannot say. Undoubtedly a combination of both. He follows her off the boulder and she cannot help but be reminded of his size once again. How he dwarfs her, and the frustration and hunger in him is bright and obvious. Her tail flicks behind her as she stays facing him, her muscles tense in anticipation. When he swipes out a large paw at her, she dances backwards - a soft growl escaping her as she crouches low. Her own half-test as she takes another backwards step - but never without removing her storm-grey eyes from him. They’re both walking the edge of a cliff now and she’s sure she’s going to be able to taste it in the air when something snaps and they both tumble off. v a s t r a

artwork by space1993

@[Svedka]