//approves of this so so so much
Ohoho, I'm sure you do. /waggles eyebrows/
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{//cackle} "Shut up~"
It must have been some sort of lunacy, …or some ploy currently being contemplated by that devious mind. If the cackling sound-- so unbefitting of a body so lithe-- has not served as a contrast too great already, then it would be the two simple syllabus by those petite lips it was bade. Crimson form turns on his heels where, for a moment, twin pools of crushed grapes merely gaze upon the other before a whirl of red and black finds slender throat braced against gauntlet palm. The force could have crushed her throat; yet, it was withheld at the last minute. With a mark from solitary index, the silvern's fountain of life is drawn forth. As crimson drape comes to settle, there is only her, there is only I, and a single stroke of one cut.
"…Shut up.", I repeat against that pale venom, the flavour of the weapon's lips still linger as much as the scent of her blood in each fluttered exhalation.
It tastes like metal.
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May I please reserve Poland?
Okay, Poland is reserved.
You have 72 hours to send in an application.
-- Phoenix
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Don't be aroused, by my confession
Unless you don't give a good Goddamn about redemption
I know Christ is comin', so am I
You would too if the sexy devil caught your eye
She'll suck you dry
And still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
She'll make you weep
And mourn and cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
(Pray) Til' I go blind
(Pray) Cause nobody ever survives
prayin to stay in her arms just until I can die a little bit longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive
Jesus is risen, it's no surprise
Even he would martyr his mama to ride to hell between those thighs
The pressure is building, on the base of my spine
If I gotta sin to see you again then I'm gonna lie lie lie
She'll make you cry
I'll sell my soul, to be back in her bosom
Gladly now please suck me dry
And still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom
To do it again
(Pray) Til' I go blind
(Pray) Cause nobody ever survives
Prayin' to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive
My pulse has been rising
My temple is pounding
The pressure is so overwhelming and building
So steady they're fretting I'm ready to blow
What is she what is she what is she waiting for?
(Pray) Til' I go blind
(Pray) Cause nobody ever survives
prayin to stay in her arms just until I can die a little bit longer
Saviors and saints, devils and heathens alike
She'll eat you alive
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"Confess...Butterfly."
"…--Your hand." Daring, one midnight grip is placed upon the other where the silverette's mentioned lateral is guided toward the cadence of men's heart. Never once, the contact from alizarin gaze is broken. A faint smile plays upon. "…through here."
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