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ONISION M.F.
— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED
the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
A heavy kick of limbs hit Aloysius in his gut, making a loud grunt escape the were-vampire before he jumped back and away from his prey, long tongue drawing over bloodied lips. Thankfully, he had gotten a pretty good amount, but not too much. While Oni wanted to feed, Aloysius wanted to kill.
"Thy host demands that thee leaves this territory, trespasser." Aloysius finally spoke, his temper simmering just a bit, enough to finally speak in the ancient english tongue that he always did. Aloy shook out his fur, readjusting his position as he walked around the male, sizing him up.
"Doth thee wish to continue?" He asked, more of a warning, honestly. He wouldn't hold back the next time. If he wanted paws and claws, he'd get it, but Aloysius was used to going for the neck. The neck was always the most sensitive part of a wolf, he knew from experience from his own mortal death. Why do you think pack beta's always stayed under their Alpha's throat when fighting? It's to protect them, of course.
And this Alpha wasn't planning on losing this meal, specially brought to him for his own enjoyment. Enhanced senses dialed in, as the male listened for a heartbeat, felt for a tenseness in muscles due to blood rush. Fear, anything. He'd regret using hearing, smell, and touch all at once later, but for now he had a mission.
Get the male to attack him first.
"Thy host demands that thee leaves this territory, trespasser." Aloysius finally spoke, his temper simmering just a bit, enough to finally speak in the ancient english tongue that he always did. Aloy shook out his fur, readjusting his position as he walked around the male, sizing him up.
"Doth thee wish to continue?" He asked, more of a warning, honestly. He wouldn't hold back the next time. If he wanted paws and claws, he'd get it, but Aloysius was used to going for the neck. The neck was always the most sensitive part of a wolf, he knew from experience from his own mortal death. Why do you think pack beta's always stayed under their Alpha's throat when fighting? It's to protect them, of course.
And this Alpha wasn't planning on losing this meal, specially brought to him for his own enjoyment. Enhanced senses dialed in, as the male listened for a heartbeat, felt for a tenseness in muscles due to blood rush. Fear, anything. He'd regret using hearing, smell, and touch all at once later, but for now he had a mission.
Get the male to attack him first.
all you give me is a heartbeat —
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