bloody valentine

[grandhighblood]

characters: grand highblood + anyone
setting: anywhere around the tower where monsters are present
format: doesn't matter
summary: the ghb ate chocolate w/o realizing it was chocolate. it's becoming night time, and he's out on the prowl as per usual......
warnings: all the warnings!!


The highblood rarely ate suspicious candies. Hell, he never even had much of a taste for normal candies, and it certainly wasn't going to start today. It just so happened that the candy got mixed in with the usual foods that he was already familiar with (that oatmeal was surprisingly addicting after having it a couple of times). He regarded the chunk of chocolate that he had already bitten into with curiosity, but nothing more, and tossed it behind his back to return to his normal meal.

Later the night, he'd experience something...odd. He caught the sight of limping creature, but only its long scaly tail and hind legs as it slipped back into the shadows. He followed it into a clearing somewhere on the dorm floor, and it stopped to rest, where he also stopped and watched it from afar.

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You'll end up catching him just sitting a little ways off, staring longingly at the pitiful creature curling up around itself. It's a hideous four-legged lizard thing with spikes trailing down its back and all the way to the tip of its tail.

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[cullionfish]

[The Empress leans into the hand that pushes her hair back, tilting her head luxuriously. She leans upward when he bows, seating herself on his large arm without extra care taken, enough to boost herself up to reach his face with her own.

She combs his hair back to threaten him with her shark-like teeth, leaning in to sink them into his lower jaw -- just enough so that he'll feel the little pinpricks in tandem with the claws raking through the back of his hair straight up to his horns.]

[grandhighblood]

[He inhales sharply at the bite at his jaw, baring his teeth almost threateningly in response. His arm stays close, acting as a chair for his queen, the other hand hovering around her back in case she decides to lean back.

Though his horns are old and don't have the sensitivity as most trolls, he can't help but shudder slightly when she reaches for them. His claws instinctively react, hooking slightly into her back.]

[cullionfish]

[That's better. The Condesce snickers when she feels that shudder, talons keeping themselves hooked at the bases. She seems pretty content with this arrangement, nestled up so close against him.

She hovers there for a few moments longer, just enough to pull a bit of indigo blood to the surface before she leans back into his hands, apparently very pleased with herself for reasons only she can know.]

[grandhighblood]

[The empress's snicker near his ear sends a bit of a tingle down his spine, cold and yet, pleasant at the same time. He merely nudges his head further into her claws, just sort of...enjoying this odd sort of moment. Enjoying the amount of attention she actually felt like giving him, which is totally fine by him.

He clutches at her back almost possessively, leaving white marks on her skin where his nails had scraped over. The bit of blood she draws is nothing to him, not at all minding if his ladyship wants to prick him here and there for no real reason.]

[cullionfish]

Isn't this better, my pet? I don't ever want to see your eyes on anything or anyone else. Do I make myself clear?

[She reaches up to cup his face in her hands, lashes fluttering almost innocently. Or at least...it would have been, if every move she ever made wasn't laced with a veil of condescension.]

[grandhighblood]

[Er, that's a pretty difficult promise to keep! But he doesn't say that and just lets her cup his face, do whatever the hell she wants. It don't matter right now.

That expression she makes would've earned any lesser trolls a good smacking around, but it looks quite good on her. He practically nuzzles into her hands, feeling quite spoiled by her touch. Just enjoy it while it lasts, man.]

Yeah, sure, my lady...

[cullionfish]

Good.

[She leans up to plant a fond kiss on his nose before slipping herself off of her little arm-perch and back to the floor.

And after that, she'll saunter out of the room if he lets her.]

I'll keep killing them if they keep coming. Keep that in mind, won't you~?

[grandhighblood]

[He sort of tilts his head at the kiss to his nose, still finding this an odd sensation. In his momentary confusion, he does a strange half-bowing, half-nodding motion, but then finds himself surging forward after her. Ergh, even for the Condesce, he can't believe he allowed his guards to fall so hard. He stops.]

My Lady don't have to be doing nothing like that for a brother, but if she motherfucking wills it, then there's fuck all that I can do.

[He hides his uneasiness pretty well. She's probably one of the few -- maybe even the only one -- that can make him feel this way. Sometimes he finds himself wondering why, but he's practically conditioned to think that it's Just the Way It Is.]