oh darling get me drunk, invite me in
 the Butcher
Dusklight Security
Age: 42 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds | Level: 1
STR: 37 - DEX: 32 - END: 30 - LUCK: 37 - ARC: 88 - INT: - HP: 30 - BASE ROLL: 69
SICARIUS - Mythical - Bone Dragon (Black Fire Breath)
Played by: Skylark
Posts: 3,672 | Total: 21,944
MP: 10417

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i will never go backwards, i will never be seen
in the wake of disaster ...
Happy to guide his lover back toward the tree they’d departed, the butcher’s muzzle remains wound around the inside of his elbow as they walk. The red lines to his face have smoothed over, hidden partially by the bone mask he has still kept in place. As Danta collects the basket, he casts one last glance along the party to make sure they haven’t missed anything, and with the satisfaction of having accomplished all the shenanigans and the prospect of going home, he’s more than ready to drift into the paths that would take them away from the gathering.

Mirroring Danta as he, too, unties the mask from his face, he fiddles with it enough to attach it to the muzzle as if they were both parts of the same attire when he hears Danta’s laugh and casts his gaze over toward him, giving his hip a gentle squeeze once his arm is able to slip around him again. “I could truly be a big bad wolf to chase you through the darkness?” He boasts playfully. But he settles swiftly with a low and long sigh. “It was. And yes, it took a vast amount of self control, but I managed to keep my teeth to myself.” He hums, tilting his head this way and that before he’s looking back over at his lover.

And you pulled off quite the perfect surprise, darling. However you have opened up the door for me to steal you away for dances regularly now.I hope you don’t mind.
Astaroth
will you sink down to me?

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RE: oh darling get me drunk, invite me in - by Astaroth - 08-05-2025, 12:53 PM



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