[Richard had learned that there was power to this body. Something that enchanted the art of deception that he had carefully mastered during his life. The seduction. Men were always somehow much compliant and prone to let their guard down when there was a pretty girl on their lap. Richard had assumed that Silco would be above it but man was a man. Weak to the temptation in one way or another.
It was hardly the most honorable tactic. But he supposes it was only fitting for a demon like him.
The thought of that brought about something dark over Richard's mind, churning his stomach with sourness and twisting his insides.
Fingers curled around the man's throat, adding pressure as he kept pushing the other one back against the chair. The hold is not strong enough to choke, but the warning is there. He could anticipate his lover being tempted to try to kick and stand up. Well, to prevent that Richard stabs the cushion on the chair, jamming the knife on it right next to Silco's neck so that the sharp edge was teasing the sensitive skin.]
Do you still wish to touch me, or is the bite too much? [And with that, Richard finally loosened the hold around Silco's throat. There's a dark, satisfied grin on his face as he sees the struggle on his lover's features. But strangely enough, this time it filled him with something cold and bleak, unlike the last time they had found themselves in similar position.
Richard leans in to press a proper kiss on Silco's lips whispering the following words]
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Date: 2024-12-27 12:42 am (UTC)It was hardly the most honorable tactic. But he supposes it was only fitting for a demon like him.
The thought of that brought about something dark over Richard's mind, churning his stomach with sourness and twisting his insides.
Fingers curled around the man's throat, adding pressure as he kept pushing the other one back against the chair. The hold is not strong enough to choke, but the warning is there. He could anticipate his lover being tempted to try to kick and stand up. Well, to prevent that Richard stabs the cushion on the chair, jamming the knife on it right next to Silco's neck so that the sharp edge was teasing the sensitive skin.]
Do you still wish to touch me, or is the bite too much? [And with that, Richard finally loosened the hold around Silco's throat. There's a dark, satisfied grin on his face as he sees the struggle on his lover's features. But strangely enough, this time it filled him with something cold and bleak, unlike the last time they had found themselves in similar position.
Richard leans in to press a proper kiss on Silco's lips whispering the following words]
I want you inside me.