[Mm, he's breaking so quickly, isn't he? Good. That's very good. And there's the fear, too, fear that it can twist and shape to its will.
(perhaps this time it will have more than one, since this one is so...willing.
the entire pool seems to shudder in excitement)
It leans in, drags its tongue lightly over the scar under IV's eye before answering.]
Quality inspection~.
[A second tendril rises out of the pool, then a third, then a fourth, and now they're gliding over IV's limbs and his torso and his hips, oiling his skin and burning away his clothing.
(it saves the best part, of course. it wants him to be already hungry, when it begins.)
As the tendrils work over him Black Mist traces over his features with its fingers, lingering especially on the outline of his lips, on the circles below his eyes. Its fingers are slick with oil, as well, and the skin will tingle and ache in the wake of its touch.]
no subject
(perhaps this time it will have more than one, since this one is so...willing.
the entire pool seems to shudder in excitement)
It leans in, drags its tongue lightly over the scar under IV's eye before answering.]
Quality inspection~.
[A second tendril rises out of the pool, then a third, then a fourth, and now they're gliding over IV's limbs and his torso and his hips, oiling his skin and burning away his clothing.
(it saves the best part, of course. it wants him to be already hungry, when it begins.)
As the tendrils work over him Black Mist traces over his features with its fingers, lingering especially on the outline of his lips, on the circles below his eyes. Its fingers are slick with oil, as well, and the skin will tingle and ache in the wake of its touch.]
You'll be good, won't you, pet?