DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
Deimos stopped at the last button; head tilting in that avian way, clearly trying to fixate and pinpoint on something he could snare, trap, and entice. A new game quickly conjured in his mind, and although he was hesitant to ever embark into pampering of any kind, he wondered just how quickly he could unravel Evie’s crafted catering. Make it an indulgence for both.
He gave the pretenses of an eye roll, playing a part. “Fine,” he huffed, watching her eyes as they shifted away from him. It made him ever bolder, until his fingers roamed over the finality of his pants, stripping them off and tossing them aside; leaving only his boxers as a sign of impudence and impertinence.
Before unceremoniously dropping onto the bed, face down, but head already turned back towards her, watching her every move, predacious and conniving. “Commence the torture.”
He gave the pretenses of an eye roll, playing a part. “Fine,” he huffed, watching her eyes as they shifted away from him. It made him ever bolder, until his fingers roamed over the finality of his pants, stripping them off and tossing them aside; leaving only his boxers as a sign of impudence and impertinence.
Before unceremoniously dropping onto the bed, face down, but head already turned back towards her, watching her every move, predacious and conniving. “Commence the torture.”
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
