{ it's the slow churning awareness that is nipping at his heels and occasionally waking him up. it lasts long enough for him to understand the situation he finds himself within. it could be tactical, or deep down there's a thunderstorm that rages into itself and pulls him into the perception of what others might see. if it was anyone one else of his kind, they would have done much worse than his feeble attempt to eat someone. the lack of control is frustrating.
his chest heaves when he leans back into the wall, letting the cool concave of the stone remind him exactly where they are at. the muck reminds him enough of it. }
Reckless. { somehow he's finding some energy. he stalls, mostly because he might be contemplating the offer. louis finally does take in steve with his beard, the defined aspects of his arms and up towards the determination in his eyes. he's handsome alright, and also a people's hero if he ever saw one. they couldn't be any different. he recalls how it was to look at men while denying the interest. that isn't the point.
point is, he felt steve's strength soon as he heard his heartbeat. it's virile. }
I'll trust you. But, you have to trust me. It'll sting at first, then you'll experience a tingle. { he really should resist more, but there's no point in arguing what is the obvious. he lets his eyes glaze over steve's neck. there's temptation in each pulse beat, one that has begun to be more appealing with consent given. they're strangers, but louis still reaches out with a careful hand and before he can touch steve to guide him closer, he gives him one last opportunity to back down. his fangs are once again prominent, peeking through when he speaks. } Tell me when.
no subject
his chest heaves when he leans back into the wall, letting the cool concave of the stone remind him exactly where they are at. the muck reminds him enough of it. }
Reckless. { somehow he's finding some energy. he stalls, mostly because he might be contemplating the offer. louis finally does take in steve with his beard, the defined aspects of his arms and up towards the determination in his eyes. he's handsome alright, and also a people's hero if he ever saw one. they couldn't be any different. he recalls how it was to look at men while denying the interest. that isn't the point.
point is, he felt steve's strength soon as he heard his heartbeat. it's virile. }
I'll trust you. But, you have to trust me. It'll sting at first, then you'll experience a tingle. { he really should resist more, but there's no point in arguing what is the obvious. he lets his eyes glaze over steve's neck. there's temptation in each pulse beat, one that has begun to be more appealing with consent given. they're strangers, but louis still reaches out with a careful hand and before he can touch steve to guide him closer, he gives him one last opportunity to back down. his fangs are once again prominent, peeking through when he speaks. } Tell me when.