[Oh you've been playing dirty for a while now. You were playing dirty from the moment you grabbed him by the horns.
He gives a loud honk of outraged pain as you connect, but doesn't let go, gritting a mouthful of sharp teeth, and glaring at you with swollen red-flushed eyes. Raging, and yet oddly approving.
He gives a harder hair wrench at that, just to spite you. He's a gentletroll kismesis there. Schoolfed textbook rivalry, keeping the hate nice and fresh, the rage piping hot...]
[He snaps his teeth around your exposed throat, and bites down, locking the two of you in a classic hate embrace.
The red of your blood surprises him more than the thinness of your skin. He doesn't even have to bite hard to break it. It's pure luck that he doesn't discover this on an artery. Even knowing your blood color it never fails to surprise him.
It's almost pitiable, you rare fucking mutant. But it isn't. Still, he stops a moment, to wipe his chin, distracted.]
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
That's a given for Kismesis. He'll make you eat out of it. THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR BUCKETING TAV.
Date: 2011-11-27 04:44 am (UTC)He gives a loud honk of outraged pain as you connect, but doesn't let go, gritting a mouthful of sharp teeth, and glaring at you with swollen red-flushed eyes. Raging, and yet oddly approving.
He gives a harder hair wrench at that, just to spite you. He's a gentletroll kismesis there. Schoolfed textbook rivalry, keeping the hate nice and fresh, the rage piping hot...]
[He snaps his teeth around your exposed throat, and bites down, locking the two of you in a classic hate embrace.
The red of your blood surprises him more than the thinness of your skin. He doesn't even have to bite hard to break it. It's pure luck that he doesn't discover this on an artery. Even knowing your blood color it never fails to surprise him.
It's almost pitiable, you rare fucking mutant.
But it isn't.
Still, he stops a moment, to wipe his chin, distracted.]