Vesper remains exactly where he is, leaning into Thalassa's space without closing the final inch between them, savoring the delicious ache of anticipation simmering in her mind. His gaze slides lazily down, fixating on the tantalizing flash of her fangs peeking from between parted lips, while a smug, half-lidded smirk curls at his own. "Delicious ain't half of it," he drawls slowly, voice as rich and dark as the whiskey they've shared, his cool blue eyes flickering back up to catch hers. "But anticipation's only as sweet as how long you let it linger. Might be you'd like to test exactly how long that can last." Maybe he was all talk and when it came right down to it, he didn't have the chops to back up what he'd been saying this whole time. Then again maybe he wanted the idea that he could back it up—and then some—to keep her up that night.
With an almost reluctant ease, he straightens up, breaking the charged closeness but not the heat that simmers between them. Vesper stands for a lingering moment, looking down at Thalassa with a gaze that betrays just enough of his thoughts: he imagines, vividly, what it might feel like to throw caution aside and have her right here, right now, on these storm-lit steps. His expression briefly wavers between hungry intent and careful restraint.
But then he flashes her a sharp, boyish grin, the silent promise clear in the gleam of his blue eyes. Without another word, he steps back into the darkness, slipping away between pulses of lightning until he's nothing but a shadow swallowed by the storm.
~FIN
With an almost reluctant ease, he straightens up, breaking the charged closeness but not the heat that simmers between them. Vesper stands for a lingering moment, looking down at Thalassa with a gaze that betrays just enough of his thoughts: he imagines, vividly, what it might feel like to throw caution aside and have her right here, right now, on these storm-lit steps. His expression briefly wavers between hungry intent and careful restraint.
But then he flashes her a sharp, boyish grin, the silent promise clear in the gleam of his blue eyes. Without another word, he steps back into the darkness, slipping away between pulses of lightning until he's nothing but a shadow swallowed by the storm.
~FIN
I'm pedal to the metal make no mistake, this is my pity party, pity party
& I'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke
& I'm living out of time, eternal heatstroke
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
