Wayland
He/Him
Twenty-Eight
March Twenty-First
Vermillion City
Heterosexual
League Turncoat
Eh
Should I bite my tongue, until blood soaks my shirt?
TAG WITH @king
KING WAYLAND
a gamble [sauna]
POSTED ON Aug 24, 2021 1:12:24 GMT
[nospaces][attr="class","one"]A HEATED EXCHANGE...[break]
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polite wasn't a term many could group together with king. he was far from it; loud, and brash. but this? he could recognize a good game when played.
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as she steps forward, he reaches out, his touch soft despite the hunger that edges the back of his mind. where his imperfections are on display, she has none, leaving him to trace his fingers in other areas.
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he starts with placing a few fingers around her neck, caressing the woman's soft skin between thumb, and middle finger, on either side. then, he traces them downwards, spiraling a path to her collarbone, and between the woman's chest. king pays particular attention to the space between, trailing a finger and nail down them with a purpose.
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as he reaches her abdomen, his continue their teasing, as he moves behind her. once there, he reaches out with both and places them firmly on her hips, stepping in close enough to her that his body is brushing her own.
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a whisper, like hers, comes from over her shoulder and his grip digs deeper into her soft flesh.
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“Hm,” she grunts lightly, adjusting in the water across from King. The marring scars raked across his body beg a dozen or so questions, but she holds her tongue. Naturally, she doesn’t attempt to avert her gaze when she inspected them when they entered the sauna. Perhaps she’ll inquire some other time. 
