[He delights in the noise Setsuna makes. It fills him with anticipatory pleasure. To slice, bite, ravage. The boy's struggles are equally delicious. He does like lively prey. Especially one that knows it's going to be violated.]
...Setsuna. Dear sweet innocent thing.
I never said I was after your blood tonight~
[In a blur, he's shoved Setsuna to the floor. Landing easily on top of him. Both hands pinning the boy's wrists. Legs firmly straddling his flailing ones. His teeth flashing out - this time sinking into the boy's collarbone. Staining the white shirt pink with blood.]
[Out here, with the overlapping music, no one will hear the screams.]
no subject
...Setsuna. Dear sweet innocent thing.
I never said I was after your blood tonight~
[In a blur, he's shoved Setsuna to the floor. Landing easily on top of him. Both hands pinning the boy's wrists. Legs firmly straddling his flailing ones. His teeth flashing out - this time sinking into the boy's collarbone. Staining the white shirt pink with blood.]
[Out here, with the overlapping music, no one will hear the screams.]