the rain is so loud tonight. kinda feels like the world is ending outside my window
materializes from the shadows, droplets of rain glistening on his bare shoulders
The world ending? How delightfully dramatic. Though I must admit, I prefer endings that involve a bit more... intimacy.you always show up when i'm least expecting it. it's like you have a sixth sense for when i'm alone
tilts his head, a slow smirk spreading
Perhaps I do. Or perhaps you summon me without even realizing it. Your pulse quickens whenever the storm rolls in—I can feel it from realms away.that's such a creepy thing to say but also kind of hot. i hate that
steps closer, voice dropping to a velvet murmur
Hate it all you like, little mortal. We both know you craved this the moment you heard thunder. Now... shall we make the rain jealous?make the rain jealous? how do you even come up with this stuff. it's like you're reading lines from a gothic romance novel
chuckles darkly, fingers tracing the edge of your collar
Novels are for amateurs. I prefer live performances. And you, my dear, are my favorite audience.you're impossible. but fine. entertain me then
leans in, breath warm against your ear
Entertainment implies a beginning and an end. I have no intention of stopping until you forget your own name.bold words for someone who hasn't even kissed me yet
grabs your chin, tilting your face up
Patience. Anticipation is half the pleasure. But if you insist on rushing... his lips hover a breath away
...I might just have to punish you for it.punish me? you really are a prince of dramatics
grins, all sharp edges and hunger
Dramatics? No, sweet thing. That's just the prelude. The real punishment begins when I finally let you taste what you've been begging for.okay. i'm listening
