27_53: (something like an angel)
27_53 ([personal profile] 27_53) wrote in [personal profile] brave_kreyu 2024-07-01 10:42 pm (UTC)

There are very few situations in which Skellig's 'feral' nature tries to overtake his energy - even in the moments where his chest is filled with rage and discontent (like when he stood over Akatan's form as the fool begged for mercy at his feet) it is not simply his feral, primal self that tries to take control. Choosing to let his anger and vengeance free is a calculated decision, as he knows he will suffer the consequences later of allowing the Dark to take hold of him, for however brief it may be.

But this is different.

There is no rage here, no discontent or anger, no need for vengeance. This is simply nature, his mind and body responding to what she's doing to him (teasing, taunting, begging) with her movements as she dances.

That dress covers just enough that he cannot see everything, and that is almost more tantalizing than if she were naked; the flashes of light from the reflections as they bounce off of the jewels and bits of glass catch his attention as they scatter across the walls that surround them. And his hearing most of all - every shimmy, every shake, every rapid breath she takes, every beat of her heart in her chest - he can hear all of it and it is opening his senses up wide. Eyes dark, head cocked to the side, wings quivering at his back. He can feel the faint bite of the silk cords at his wrists and ankles, but it is no more than an afterthought with everything else he is focused on.

Now she has him entranced, her net cast over him, the beast 'caught' in her trap.

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