Unimaginable Cruelty
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- Posted: Thu, 14 Jul 2011 09:48:56 +0000
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νincent Perdicaro
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If you need a confession, I’m guilty
Let’s twist the knife ‘til they can’t stop bleeding
If you think I feel sorry, forgive me
Let’s twist the knife ‘til they can’t stop bleeding
If you think I feel sorry, forgive me
s**t. He had nearly forgotten about the little freak comments before. Managing to play it off coolly, he simply smirked and flicked the butt of his cigarette down on the floor before crushing it under his boot. “Now, now, how could I have been referring to you two specifically with that? Surely you are significantly different from me in… multiple ways…” he said the last two words while scanning his eyes briefly over Rizu’s scales. “However, that does not stop you from being a beauty now does it?”
Again, her stealth had completely caught him off guard when she wrapped herself around him. This was going to be one hell of a predicament to talk his way out of. He most certainly did not want to be the first one to physically start a fight. He kept his breathing as calm as he could when she moved in closer to him. The small smirk from before had morphed into a full blown grin by this point. “What is this? Can’t keep yourself off of me?” He chuckled lightly before letting out a feigned sigh of defeat. “You do make a very valid point… I probably shouldn’t be trusted, but would you really risk damaging your digestive track even more by eating me? I’m probably worse for you than that fake s**t they have you eating now….. Especially with all of those” he motioned toward the crushed cigarette butt, “plus quite a bit of other drugs and a lot of alcohol.” It was a lie. He didn’t do drugs, and he only drank on occasion, and it was usually only a few shots of vodka or a glass of brandy.
“If I can’t leave then how am I supposed to bring you some of that delicious steak that I had before I came here?” Was that even steak? Or was it chicken? Hell it probably could have been a salad for all he knew. “I’ll even make sure to heat it up for ya~” He winked playfully at the Naga. His hope on winning her over in this little deal was increasing. However, the deeper he got himself into her coils, the more difficult it would be to get out of actually fulfilling his end of the deal. He leaned himself closer to her face, leaving barely any space. “What d’ya say?” The grin on his face was still just as playful. He wasn’t sure if he liked where this was going or not.
He resisted the urge to run his hand along her coiled up tail. Where would he even be feeling? Was that considered more like her thigh? Or the calf? Or even the knees…. He paused mentally and tried to wiggle his fingers just to make sure he didn’t lose the feeling in his hand. He could definitely feel scales, but other than that, he had no idea where he was touching her.
Again, her stealth had completely caught him off guard when she wrapped herself around him. This was going to be one hell of a predicament to talk his way out of. He most certainly did not want to be the first one to physically start a fight. He kept his breathing as calm as he could when she moved in closer to him. The small smirk from before had morphed into a full blown grin by this point. “What is this? Can’t keep yourself off of me?” He chuckled lightly before letting out a feigned sigh of defeat. “You do make a very valid point… I probably shouldn’t be trusted, but would you really risk damaging your digestive track even more by eating me? I’m probably worse for you than that fake s**t they have you eating now….. Especially with all of those” he motioned toward the crushed cigarette butt, “plus quite a bit of other drugs and a lot of alcohol.” It was a lie. He didn’t do drugs, and he only drank on occasion, and it was usually only a few shots of vodka or a glass of brandy.
“If I can’t leave then how am I supposed to bring you some of that delicious steak that I had before I came here?” Was that even steak? Or was it chicken? Hell it probably could have been a salad for all he knew. “I’ll even make sure to heat it up for ya~” He winked playfully at the Naga. His hope on winning her over in this little deal was increasing. However, the deeper he got himself into her coils, the more difficult it would be to get out of actually fulfilling his end of the deal. He leaned himself closer to her face, leaving barely any space. “What d’ya say?” The grin on his face was still just as playful. He wasn’t sure if he liked where this was going or not.
He resisted the urge to run his hand along her coiled up tail. Where would he even be feeling? Was that considered more like her thigh? Or the calf? Or even the knees…. He paused mentally and tried to wiggle his fingers just to make sure he didn’t lose the feeling in his hand. He could definitely feel scales, but other than that, he had no idea where he was touching her.
Instead of going underground
Instead of calling them out
Let’s twist the knife ‘til they can’t stop bleeding
Instead of calling them out
Let’s twist the knife ‘til they can’t stop bleeding