[ He's taken aback by that. By her clear passion. Maker, it's - It's not something good, it's not something romantic, it's - It is awful. It is a confession that for all his protestations that all he wants is her happiness, he'd willingly throw it aside for his own. That he would hurt her for his own benefit, like his great-great-granduncle, Iohann Rutyer, who'd fucking immured his wife when she'd threatened to leave him. Within him is that blood, that evil, that taints love into something evil...
He kisses her back. How could he not? When she's so passionate, so rough, so raw. He can't resist it. No sane man could. But after a moment, he breaks off, turns his face away, breathing hard, panting - ]
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Date: 2021-04-30 02:55 pm (UTC)He kisses her back. How could he not? When she's so passionate, so rough, so raw. He can't resist it. No sane man could. But after a moment, he breaks off, turns his face away, breathing hard, panting - ]
You should be turning away from me.