[The blood bursts out the slim opening on his chest, blooming like red roses on the wild. The droplets drips down along the the cut, tainting the white of his binder in scarlet. Whole world is pitch black. In the darkness, the only thing that he can see is red. Richard is reminded of the vow he once made, all those years ago. To dye the world in blood.
Somehow it felt right that he was making one with Silco here and now. They would lay-low, yes, continue exist in the darkness as two monsters. Equal.
A surprised hiss leaves from Richard's lips when the hand shoots up to brutally grab on his hair, pulling his head back with one violent move. The surprise, however, is short lived and replaced with an excited grin as Richard fights back so that he could look down at his lower. The pull of hair is burning his scalp, overshadowing the prickling pain on his chest. Oh, he knew that Silco had it in him. He had seen the that hidden strength before, too, unleashed in form of a fury at the ghosts of his past.
Richard's own grip remains strong as he fists Silco's hair. But instead of trying to force the man off him, he only pulls him closer -- wrapping his other arm around his lover's neck, cradling his lover against his chest.]
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branchandroot
tbh just gonna assume cws to persist through the entire thread.
Date: 2024-11-12 08:18 pm (UTC)Somehow it felt right that he was making one with Silco here and now. They would lay-low, yes, continue exist in the darkness as two monsters. Equal.
A surprised hiss leaves from Richard's lips when the hand shoots up to brutally grab on his hair, pulling his head back with one violent move. The surprise, however, is short lived and replaced with an excited grin as Richard fights back so that he could look down at his lower. The pull of hair is burning his scalp, overshadowing the prickling pain on his chest. Oh, he knew that Silco had it in him. He had seen the that hidden strength before, too, unleashed in form of a fury at the ghosts of his past.
Richard's own grip remains strong as he fists Silco's hair. But instead of trying to force the man off him, he only pulls him closer -- wrapping his other arm around his lover's neck, cradling his lover against his chest.]
Then.. Let this blood be proof of our covenant.