Arkady's hands go to either side of the box. He he could, he would look down at the skull. He can almost picture the soft skin of that skull, and feeling it under his fingers once more.
"If it is a price, it's one I would be willing to pay." Even if seeing Ashley wasn't on the line, Arkady would still find himself wanting to sleep with Ereuvir. There's something enchanting about him that draws Arkady in like a moth to the flame. Sleeping with him would be an experience that he could take to his grave. The metaphor of Persephone and the fruit comes to mind again, though Arkady himself is a mere mortal and not anything divine.
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Date: 2018-10-29 11:24 pm (UTC)From:"If it is a price, it's one I would be willing to pay." Even if seeing Ashley wasn't on the line, Arkady would still find himself wanting to sleep with Ereuvir. There's something enchanting about him that draws Arkady in like a moth to the flame. Sleeping with him would be an experience that he could take to his grave. The metaphor of Persephone and the fruit comes to mind again, though Arkady himself is a mere mortal and not anything divine.