─────── l'obsession // e. vasilios
‣ he is known to be cold, calculating, a man who cares nothing for love even. but there's a hidden secret that he hides from everyone else. one so scandalous that everyone would be against it...but when did he care...
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─────── ‣ twelfth era. messy emotions. ‣ cw: mentions of mass murder, murder, violence
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The kiss had gone on for a full minute before he pulled away. His eyes seemed to gleam with surprise before that surprise flashed into joy.
Name didn't understand why she hadn't pushed him back, why she even kissed him back. Perhaps it was the heat of the moment. But, she considered it as her way of thanking him for bringing her in. Her eyes meet his grey ones as she tried reading his expression.
Eros look like he could die right then and there. And that was the truth. After all, he'd gotten a taste of her lips. Soft and sweet. His eyes shifted towards those lips yet again, leaning once more. Name nearly shrinks back, but Eros pulls her close. Their lips interlocking in a heated kiss.
Name's hands move on their own accord to his cheeks, pulling him close. Perhaps it was the fact that she was starved of affection that motivated her attitude, but either way Eros didn't care. Either way it was a kiss.
They pull away once they hear steps from outside. Name's soft breathing was all he could hear as he listened to her catch her breath. "I apologize..." Eros whispered to her, fingers combing through her locks.
"Don't be." His hues widen at the words. "It's fine I...I enjoyed it." Her words came to him like a bullet. They brought him joy and hope in what he was building. He hadn't thought she'd give in this quickly but did he care? No. Now all he needed to do was eliminate extras such as Medea and other of the meddlers.
Name lay down back on the soft mattress. She was tired and Eros knew so. He positions himself next to her, arms encasing his beloved. Moving her face against his chest Name found that it was a more comfortable position, leaving Eros to calm his heart that race at the gesture. He kissed her forehead before everything grows to silence.
His eyes shift to her face, noting she'd fallen asleep. A flush of colour emerged from his face as he beamed with absolute joy. The moment was great, and he wanted nothing to ruin it.
