They can play at being on steady ground, but Nikolai cannot shake the sense that the landscape has shifted around him. He had lost control so quickly. It had slipped through his fingers like sand, and his body had cracked open. He wanted her, he always wanted her, but in that moment it had been distorted and amplified; want turned into something that required teeth and claws, wouldn't be sated by her nearness alone. Nothing had been able to stop it. Alina had kissed him and the softness of her lips had only followed him down into black nothingness, and when he'd risen from it in an ecstasy of pain that memory was one of the few clear pieces he carried with him.
He puts his mouth to her knuckles and thinks of biting her thigh. Recalls the unsettling sensation of his mouth, too full of teeth as wings tore through the fabric of his tunic. ]
Moya tsaritsa, [ comes as his hands find her waist, settle so, so lightly there. ] Sankta Alina.
[ Sol Koroleva is near to hand, not yet invoked. They are only playing. It is easier this way, to come to her playing petitioner to receive her grace. ]
oppression (also cw for implications of violence)
What a dangerous offer.
They can play at being on steady ground, but Nikolai cannot shake the sense that the landscape has shifted around him. He had lost control so quickly. It had slipped through his fingers like sand, and his body had cracked open. He wanted her, he always wanted her, but in that moment it had been distorted and amplified; want turned into something that required teeth and claws, wouldn't be sated by her nearness alone. Nothing had been able to stop it. Alina had kissed him and the softness of her lips had only followed him down into black nothingness, and when he'd risen from it in an ecstasy of pain that memory was one of the few clear pieces he carried with him.
He puts his mouth to her knuckles and thinks of biting her thigh. Recalls the unsettling sensation of his mouth, too full of teeth as wings tore through the fabric of his tunic. ]
Moya tsaritsa, [ comes as his hands find her waist, settle so, so lightly there. ] Sankta Alina.
[ Sol Koroleva is near to hand, not yet invoked. They are only playing. It is easier this way, to come to her playing petitioner to receive her grace. ]
Let me take you to bed.