vivicidal: morbid_girls (pathology 031)
ʎǝɹɓ ( p̶e̶t̶r̶e̶l̶l̶i̶ ) ɹǝʇǝd ([personal profile] vivicidal) wrote in [personal profile] onewaytohell 2021-08-21 06:12 pm (UTC)

[ A frisson of excitement sweeps through, tingling and reacting to Constantine's energies as they gradually become more and more vivid, expanding, fluctuating, and falling into the rhythm of his heartbeat. Instinctively, he arches into the tantalizing graze of nails running down his back, his grip at his neck wavering for a fleeting moment as sensations heighten and pull a soft pleasured sigh through parted lips.

Peter's gaze remains fixed on Constantine's, unfettered lust edging in at the same pace that his illusion melts away. He'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't tempted by the idea of unraveling him right there, by the very thought that he could in the midst of a crowd - albeit a small crowd - without anyone ever knowing... depending on his poker face, of course. ]


Oh, I'm not worried... but if you say so... [ Peter flashes another smirk as he withdraws both physical and telekinetic hold. With a quick glance down, Constantine's tie cinches around his neck, then Peter's fingers trace its length before he wraps the end around his hand. ]

Come on then. [ He tugs at the makeshift leash and pushes his seat back as he moves to stand, having already spotted the staircase where he intends to lead him. ] And tell me, where exactly is this room?

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