delicate notions from another * tantalizing with his own secret gestures , considering they’ve just met ; he can’t resist but lips inch close to the side of her neck ..
allowing fickle presses of brims layered against skin * ) gentle , yet , chilling exhale come to contact behind abundance of intimate filled marks . “ I wouldn’t mind..
𝚋egging earns her his un——holy favor * if she’s wishes to indulge in his company . 💢 * she thinks too highly of herself ; need she a reminder of who he is ?
the only time an assassination would look like a decoration and it is designated for a single day . desperate ? no . eager ? for the thrill , nothing more .
c͜͡autiously * placing left ( most ambidextrous ) — dominant palm over placed limb * . . . eyes forked in two ; returning said gaze to angelic presence . “ an angel in ..
hunger is indeed in his eyes ; will she bide her time by satiating it with her angelic * presence ? no better way to absolve a sinner than by touch .
her running from 𝒉𝚒𝚖 after dawning his new —- Halloween attire * definitely fits the narrative . . . why she wore such a revealing outfit is unknown.
sultry expression that lingers in his own twisted peripherals * almost , unnatural the way such diligent hues remained so focused on her .
he likes what he sees.
simply by observing her stern glance * did he piece together such an impression .. a very alluring gaze one might add ——- ; how bold she is .. asking for his name .








