There's an offer contained within that one singular word that some dark, feral part of him wants to take, wants to prey upon. Wants to push the limit of it until it breaks and shatters, just to see how far it could possibly go.
The part of him that has his free hand tangling in soft, black strands and tugging so harshly there will be an ache left behind in the coming days. The part of him that uses that hold to angle Noctis' head to the side, baring his pale, perfect neck. The part of him that has his teeth sinking into the tender flesh with enough force to draw blood.
But then comes soft, soothing laps of his tongue, laving against the wound in silent apology, despite the pride that wells up from knowing how badly it will bruise.]
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There's an offer contained within that one singular word that some dark, feral part of him wants to take, wants to prey upon. Wants to push the limit of it until it breaks and shatters, just to see how far it could possibly go.
The part of him that has his free hand tangling in soft, black strands and tugging so harshly there will be an ache left behind in the coming days. The part of him that uses that hold to angle Noctis' head to the side, baring his pale, perfect neck. The part of him that has his teeth sinking into the tender flesh with enough force to draw blood.
But then comes soft, soothing laps of his tongue, laving against the wound in silent apology, despite the pride that wells up from knowing how badly it will bruise.]