A shaky breath dislodged itself from Bent's throat, a sound of quiet impatience that would have gone unnoticed if it had been anyone but Prince.
The other demon looked up, a smirk widening his face - a rare expression that was only really set loose when there was blood splattering his cheeks and his claws were imbedded into flesh. As they were.
As they were taking an obnoxiously long time.
"What's wrong, Bent? Hungry?" There is a wet ripping sound as Prince dislodges one of his claws, flicking out his tongue to taste the blood. Bent's eye twitches in irritation as Prince's grin grows infinitely wider. There aren't many opportunities he gets to do this.
no sorry I got bored lolz here u go cielle (y)
Out Of Lead
· Tue Aug 20, 2013 @ 07:45pm · 0 Comments