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[house-in-hell-blog]

Favorite part of your innerworld?

*shrug* probably the fairy forest or the wondering demon oaks.

[adystarkey75]

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[akuma-butler]

Comically she paused, teeth gently tugging at the cloth of his glove when he lifted his arm for her. He would welcome her into his arms so easily? She released him from her hold to stare for a long second. Pouncing was her first instinct but it wouldn't be appropriate for what was needed. Slowly she stood in a close proximity to him, brushing up against him. Remember. /Needing/. Until she could properly jump him without warning, nuzzling, and purring louder. "I have missed you terribly."

Teeth gave a demanding little tug to the fabric of his gloves but Sebastian was content wearing them for a moment longer, too curious about the female's actions to take care of other matters. And maybe, just a little, he wanted to further tease her for leaving him behind without even saying anything.

He wasn't one to feel overly resentful - as long as he was certain that her sudden absence had nothing to do with her lying to him and betrayal. She hadn't been out to find someone new, had she?

Though, she was clinging to him too eagerly for him to assume such a thing.

Surely she would find enough time telling him why she had been gone without seeing the need to ask, and he would find the time to tell her just what he was thinking about being caught by surprise in such a way. Now, the female would have to properly return first. Her purring was something that had been missed, and a tauntingly compassionate little smile formed on the ravenette's lips hearing her words. "You were gone for quite a while considering that," Sebastian reprimanded teasingly.

"Would you not agree, kitten?"

[house-in-hell-blog]

How are you?

Currently? good, kinda anxiety filled but we're okay ^^

[indierpinc-blog]

[themorningstarhasreturnedar-blog]

I'm a big follower of yours! And I love when you start to rp with new people [ I'm too shy to rp with you D:]]: ✖ house-of-hell

//Awww bless you! <3 Thanks my dear! *huggles* But plleeeaasseeeee don´t be shy to RP with me! I always love to RP with new people, and I definitely don´t bite. (Even though I can´t promise what Lucie would do) So, don´t be shy or anything! Just send me a little message and I´ll write a starter for us immediately!THAT COUNTS FOR EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FOLLOWERS BY THE WAY!  I´m a very friendly mun IC:"How should I know what I think of her? I only met her once, and that time she tried to steal an blood sample of me and honestly thought she could get away with it. Not a very good first date, don´t you think?" 

[house-in-hell-blog]

What's your innerworld like?

basically these in a nutshell.

[akuma-butler]

∞ # ♦ x ♥ *

∞ - For an altered state of mind text. (Drunk, drugged.)

[You lok vey prettywen you dnace.]

# - For an angry text.

[Why the fuck did Faustus know that about you?]

♦ - For a rushed text.

[Can’t. Talk to you tonight?]

x - For a secret text.

[That really shouldn’t make me jealous.][But it does.]

♥ - For a regular text.

[Silly excuse to text you but can you come over so we can do that assignment together?]

* - For an early morning text.

[Where were you? I thought you were going to show up. Did something happen?]

[akuma-butler]

Guilt. There'd never be a day that would swing by that she would forgive herself for leaving but what had to be done had to be done. She tensed almost immediately head bowed in a bit of shame. She'd missed his teasing of course, missed his hair (of which she tried so hard not to swat) and everything about him for certain. But she wanted to ask first. Say the words out loud so she could be sure. That she wasn't misreading him. "Can I come home /please/?" A pause. "I need to. Need my master."

She had been a bad kitten for simply leaving like that; thus it was no surprise that the man didn't quite feel bad as her head dipped slightly, showing that she wasn't happy with her behavior. Nevertheless, it didn't change the fact that he was pleased to see that she had returned.

They hadn't truly been apart since the day they had met; it had been something to grow used to to not have her around constantly.

There still was the small urge to taunt as the female pleaded, but being content to have her back, it was brushed aside in favor of being a little more serious instead. "Will you tell me what has kept you away?" Of course the ravenette was curious but even more so, he couldn't stand to remain untold when everything about the woman was his.

Secrets had no place between the both of them.

"I believe your room is waiting."

[akuma-butler]

arrival to her room Vittoria became anxious. Door opening and for a moment she stood tamed, quiet. Until she seemed to break away from him and dive onto the bed, curling and twisting with a purr into the sheets she had missed. Fresh clean linen. And untangling herself from him, /she/ let the door swing shut of her own power, perched there, waiting. Intending to pounce. Words could be spoken much later. Sebastian held the utmost importance to her. And he needed to just come a tad bit closer.

The silence that followed his words could be taken two ways – either it was only natural for her to lay her trust in him or, and the demon couldn’t quite brush off the thought, Vittoria expected nothing but the worst, having forgotten that even the darkest secret would be accepted as long as she wouldn’t hide it.

Reaching her room, she seemed to become only more distant. The male didn’t like it.

And then there was the hint of what he knew her to be flickering across her features, the female playful as she rolled around on the mattress and the subtlest of smirks flashed over the demon’s face. Yes, that was how he had gotten to know her, how they had met and how she had stayed with him. She had been teasing but dutiful, always making sure that the ravenette was happy with her.

Sebastian wanted that back.

The sound of the door falling shut didn’t startle him. If anything, he was pleased to see that the female seemed eager to have him there with her. Clicking his tongue as though to reprimand – although his expression easily betrayed the gesture – the demon stepped closer. “You are making yourself at home, I see.” Just as she should.

[akuma-butler]

He didn't need to know the things she had done. The things she had to do. The mess she had to make and clean up but she had to remember what this was like and the beauty of it. No secrets. She was his. Completely and utterly with no reservations. And the fact that her /room/ was still hers? If she weren't so concerned that he would push her off she would've jumped him entirely. Instead of answering his first question she murmured. "Can we? Please? Stay with me in my room. Promise I won't leave."

Perhaps, parts of her would always remain a mystery. There was so much she had already shared with him but it was never enough, there was always more to tell and show and the male wouldn't be satisfied until he had discovered the last secret, howsoever tiny.

Vittoria kept silent about what she had done during her absence, though, and a soft exhale left the ravenette's lips. She made it clear that she didn't want to tell now; sooner or later she would have to.

The demon hadn't lied - the guest room he had chosen for her all this time ago hadn't been used by anyone else. Maybe he had been smug, thinking that she would definitely return, but she hadn't disappointed him in that matter.

Apparently pondering for a moment, Sebastian offered a brief nod - feigning that he was doing her a favor when honestly, there was nothing else he wanted. "I shall," came the reply - and even when lifting her up to carry her inside just like he had done so often before would be all too enjoyable, he let it be for now, being the slightest bit malcontent still.