11-05-2017, 10:04 PM
CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
& SATISFACTION BROUGHT HIM BACK
His confession is met with suspicion and Dahmer can only smirk at her ─ how Ellyse it is to fight the truth, to refuse to believe that she can depend on someone other than herself, and so he takes no offense to her response. How could he, when he had seen her sorrow firsthand? He had been there when Magnus had fled... when Ledger had done the same. The champagne mare is strong, but she is not unbreakable ─ even beneath her diamond shield.
"I'm not asking you to believe me ─ but let me show you," he says gruffly into her shoulder, where her ivory feathers gleam bright in the fading sunlight. He thinks of the river, two broken souls meeting under the cover of dark, fulfilling the need for closeness without a thought in the world to what their future would hold. Dahmer hadn't known then that she would become the one being that he would follow to the ends of the earth, but he knows there is no denying it now.
He preens her feathers as if he has known her for a lifetime, drawing nearer and nearer to her curved flank as another hum of satisfaction reverberates in his muscled chest. Ellyse's demure gasp turns his hum into an outright groan with no desire to mask the sound at all. His whiskered muzzle is pressed feverishly to her sleek coat, laying small kisses across the muscle of her leg and the curve of her barrel. The black beast moves slowly, ensuring that he gives his undivided attention to every part of her.
His inhales become breathy and quick, her scent intoxicating him. Dahmer's blue eyes flutter closed as she whispers his name, coy and sensual, and he curls his lips back to tug carefully on the tender flesh at the front of Ellyse's leg. His nostrils continue to flare as his maw rounds underneath her belly, pushing carefully by her feathers to reach the sensitive parts of her. His ears twist back and he drinks in the sound of her own rapid breaths, and he wonders if her heart is beating just as quickly as his.
"Tell me what you want, Ellyse," he requests of her as his muzzle rounds the back of her leg, his dark body still plastered against hers. He pauses for a second and watches her mischievously, his voice gruff with desire when he does speak again. "I want to hear you say it," he goads playfully as he lips teasingly at her tail.
"I'm not asking you to believe me ─ but let me show you," he says gruffly into her shoulder, where her ivory feathers gleam bright in the fading sunlight. He thinks of the river, two broken souls meeting under the cover of dark, fulfilling the need for closeness without a thought in the world to what their future would hold. Dahmer hadn't known then that she would become the one being that he would follow to the ends of the earth, but he knows there is no denying it now.
He preens her feathers as if he has known her for a lifetime, drawing nearer and nearer to her curved flank as another hum of satisfaction reverberates in his muscled chest. Ellyse's demure gasp turns his hum into an outright groan with no desire to mask the sound at all. His whiskered muzzle is pressed feverishly to her sleek coat, laying small kisses across the muscle of her leg and the curve of her barrel. The black beast moves slowly, ensuring that he gives his undivided attention to every part of her.
His inhales become breathy and quick, her scent intoxicating him. Dahmer's blue eyes flutter closed as she whispers his name, coy and sensual, and he curls his lips back to tug carefully on the tender flesh at the front of Ellyse's leg. His nostrils continue to flare as his maw rounds underneath her belly, pushing carefully by her feathers to reach the sensitive parts of her. His ears twist back and he drinks in the sound of her own rapid breaths, and he wonders if her heart is beating just as quickly as his.
"Tell me what you want, Ellyse," he requests of her as his muzzle rounds the back of her leg, his dark body still plastered against hers. He pauses for a second and watches her mischievously, his voice gruff with desire when he does speak again. "I want to hear you say it," he goads playfully as he lips teasingly at her tail.
Dahmer
@[Ellyse]