[ opposite to whatever level of sincerity aodh may have placed into the kiss, callisto had no such sentiments. just like now. he was infinitely more interested in potentially cutting him down than he was in any prospect of being freed. except, he also does want to be freed…
while the desire for release may have temporarily taken its position on the back burner, it seems to spark with more intensity when he not-so delicately gets yoinked up. while there’s no sound beyond the initial inhalation of air, and then him silently seething in this proximity, he’s clearly miffed. he should be impressed with the way they teleport without the need of a magic scroll, and it’s here for he first time…
he realizes aodh truly wasn’t an individual to trifled with. yet, here he is. still within his close proximity, and now even feeling the gradually familiar feel of the man’s teeth on his skin. there’s a heat behind the bite in which he doesn’t know if stems from the inside of the man’s mouth, or from the pain of his flesh being punctured. his hand reaches his own hand to curve over where aodh’s neck should be, if he can reach it, attempting to warn him to release him.
spoken like a true royal— ] Unhand me. This violence is likely why the sprig has no reason to accept your shoddy kisses.
no subject
while the desire for release may have temporarily taken its position on the back burner, it seems to spark with more intensity when he not-so delicately gets yoinked up. while there’s no sound beyond the initial inhalation of air, and then him silently seething in this proximity, he’s clearly miffed. he should be impressed with the way they teleport without the need of a magic scroll, and it’s here for he first time…
he realizes aodh truly wasn’t an individual to trifled with. yet, here he is. still within his close proximity, and now even feeling the gradually familiar feel of the man’s teeth on his skin. there’s a heat behind the bite in which he doesn’t know if stems from the inside of the man’s mouth, or from the pain of his flesh being punctured. his hand reaches his own hand to curve over where aodh’s neck should be, if he can reach it, attempting to warn him to release him.
spoken like a true royal— ] Unhand me. This violence is likely why the sprig has no reason to accept your shoddy kisses.