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[meerkats]

O P E N   S M U T   P O S T

◉ Drop a comment with one or more of your muses.
◉ Give me a prompt
◉ you can specify any of my muses whom you might like to play with, or I can pick.
◉ Everything goes, even the retired ones, but I can't guarantee good tags from them.
◉ sex!

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[avoirfaim]

You think, consider all of the possibilities carefully, and act on whichever seems most sustainable.

[ His hand curls around her neck and he brings her face forward ever so slightly, so that their foreheads rest together and in intimacy he can dominate her entirely. ]

Never be rash, or the world will decide for you what manner of monster you are. Is that understood?

[relatable]

[She listens carefully, hinging on every word he says. She's taken by it, but it scars her. He scares her to some degree, too. It may be all the conditioning society says about taking lives, about this fascination with killers and everything said about them.]

Aren't I though? If you're telling me to do... this? [Take a life? She leans in closer, curled in closer to him.]

[avoirfaim]

[ He breaths in the smell of her hair as she comes closer, and it smells like camomile and shampoo. It smells like abigail underneath.

Was he sexually attracted to Mischa's new vessel, new form on this earth? Hardly. It was merely the moment from which she had woken him, stirring, the beast of human nature.

He smiles, amused. ]

Are you asking if I'm instructing you to be rash or to be a monster?

[relatable]

I'm asking you what to do. [Because while she knew exactly what they were talking about and the million ramifications that could happen, it still felt comfortable to have someone to talk to about this, a mentor.]

[avoirfaim]

[ Being asked what to do, in any situation, lights a fire in his belly that warms him where he is hollow and often so cold. It is pride and ego swelling and confirming what he already knows: that his advice is worth the weight of the world in gold. ]

Do whatever you like, if you believe that you can get away with it.

[relatable]

[She shakes her head at that, avoiding his gaze again.]

My father thought he could get away with what he did. [And that hadn't turned out well for anyone. Except Hannibal.]