|Elia Rousseau (nocturnally) wrote in cirque_rp,|
@ 2017-11-18 21:26:00
Breathe in. Count the pulses. Lub dub. Lub dub. Lub dub. Feel the blood push, rush, rush, through the veins. All heat and rained in passion. It was a good fit. Very good fit. A strong, confident but quiet gate. People moved when he walked. Didn’t have to say a thing. He knew all the secrets. All the best spots. He knew how to go unseen or be seen when needed. Things were hot after his touch. Could make a cuppa boil in his hands. Lovely trick. Handy trick. Heated metal made things more interesting. Gave everything just a different smell.