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Judas

@BoaFirstBorn

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"Darling, do you care much for Solomon these days...?" @VileLoki


~ layer over one another and give the appearance of oil over obsidian. He basked in the birth of his fresh armor.


~ opened follicles pulled back in awful red crescents to reveal shining, new black scales, pushing themselves from behind the skin to ~


~ sung in pain, he was happy to watch on as hundreds upon hundreds of bloody pinpricks appeared all over his sun hardened skin. The newly ~


Both hands slamming into the marble countertop, he came to a triumphant halt before the mirror. Though he panted, though every fiber of him~


"How many drinks does it take to get an Angel hammered?"

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Recoiling from the burn.


"The sexual appeal is pungent with this one."


but he paid it no concern. Knocking his drink back, he hissed aloud.


The amber glint from the snifter passed over faint pits in his skin as he swung his drink in a weak circle. His scales were falling freely


a trail of shards following.


sharp cheek, several more slipping free and falling into the silky bedsheets. Judas lurched to his feet and rushed into the bathroom, ~


The Beast woke with a start. Even in the pitch night of the room, his eyes caught the chrome sheen of his scales. He touched fingers to one


After having her fill, she went to sprawl out over the toe of his boot, the warm belly soon rumbling with a purr.


There wasn't another sound as she padded past him, bell swinging.


The crying resumed as soon as she heard his voice, going quiet after a moment to listen.


The crying continued. She was becoming thirsty and resorted to scraping her frail claws along the painted wood.


She plopped herself at a closed door, whatever behind it being the sole thing familiar to her nose. The kitten sang out worriedly.


The tiny tabby jingled as she trotted her way through the halls, the bell around her neck swaying.


He came to a stop a good distance from the club, whispering to his hired man to take the furry ball from his arms and into Eternity.


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