No No, You Didn't Do Anything! Desperation Thick In Her Voice; Dangerously Close To Crying

“No no, you didn't do anything!” desperation thick in her voice; dangerously close to crying

“I just- I thought... I thought I've gone too far and you-you don't like me or worse, I made you uncomfortable.” the truth was finally blabbered out; how she longed to reach after him, to be close to him again. But no, not while the situation wasn't clear.

A quiver of her lips at the faintest change in his expression, her arms tightly wrapping around herself to prevent an almost inevitable breakdown.

“They...they are dead. I killed them after I was resurrected.”

A thick swallow, a half fallen, half floating tear of stardust

“Except the leader so I can torment him until the end of his life just like how the memories will haunt me for eternity.”

phoenixborn​:

Control. Something she always prided herself on, control over her incredible voice, control over her gravity defying moves, control over the insane amount of power she possessed. But her emotions were volatile, now thankfully less explosive due to her effort to rein them as well. She handled this relatively good; Cindy concluded silently.

Lost in her thoughts, the contact, despite who he was and how she felt spooked her. The brief tensing and visible flinch as if expecting harm a telltale sign exactly what type of men she has been dealing with.

“I’m…I’m not?” she repeated, despite her clothing, her behavior, sparkling jade eyes were filled with such innocence at the uncertain question

It took tremendous effort to not reach after him, regretting terribly the initial reflexive reaction. Erebus definitely didn’t deserve to feel terrible because of that.

“My…” slip? “reflex before…wasn’t because of you. You are nothing but kind to me. I…don’t really experience it you know?”

The flinch didn’t go unnoticed by him and that’s why he quickly retracted his hand, afraid that he might have overstepped his bounds. “I–of course you’re not. I don’t know what I did but I didn’t mean to offend you.” He insisted.

His cold façade softened a little when he saw just how innocent her expression was. A stark contrast to what she was wearing right now. “I see…” He murmured, his hands subconsciously curling into fists. 

She had been vague about it before, but knowing there were those out there who put their hands on her. Who hurt her…Well, it made his blood boil.

Cindy never thought anything or anyone could bring bliss rivaling what the stage brought for her. Yet here he was, still holding her and gazing at her like she was something precious. He was so...gentle with her on top of everything.

She never wanted to be let go of this embrace. This is what she suffered decades for. Crowd long forgotten, her microphone aimlessly rolling on the stage and she couldn't care less.

Her smile so bright both emotional and literal sense but...she needed to ask.

“Does this mean- ...are we...?” dating? She didn't dare to fully finish the question in fear of ruining something so perfect

phoenixborn​:

Of course they had to play Sweet Child O Mine. Not because of the beyond iconic guitar solos but parts where Erebus also could utilize his range. Cindy was a wildfire, a vocal terror running all around the stage in ecstasy; a true reminiscent of Axl Rose and the embodiment of untameable 80s rock n roll. With one deep breath she finished the song, drawing out the last word for almost a half minute, spicing it with a few vocal runs as she was slowly descending in pitch.

The response was deafening roar of amazement, raw euphoria in her veins. She only could witness this once, when she was alive. Lightheaded, dizzy from the happiness of having her dream fulfilled, she didn’t even think just took off towards Erebus with an overjoyed laugh.

She was agile, her clothes never really hid her muscles; it wasn’t much of a surprise that she succeeded in securing a spot with her legs tightly locked around him, one arm around his neck, the other hand lost in his hair. Everything faded into the background the moment their lips met, kiss born from shared talent, passion and attraction; Cindy was glowing.

And for once she couldn’t say anything after parting, but she didn’t move from her spot at all. She only could stare with stars sparkling in her eyes, her gentle radiance gently enveloping them.

His hands found her thighs, keeping in her place not that she needed it, but he also just wanted to feel her. He couldn’t remember the last he had been kissed like this, could he remember ever sharing a kiss with such passion. Not since…

Erebus pushed down those memories. He wanted to focus on the here and now. And more importantly, he wanted to focus on her. He didn’t even care that they had an audience. The only thing that mattered was Cindy.

But, like all good things, their kiss came to an end.

He smiled back at her, his heart warmed upon seeing her. She never looked more beautiful than in this moment. Gently, he would tangle his hand in her fiery hair and rest his forehead against her own. He had no words to give her, but he didn’t need to. They understood each other perfectly.

sex that’s both rough and gentle, pls and thank…  entwining fingers while the other hand holds their partner’s head down.  kisses on the forehead while their partner is crying, too overstimulated to think.  soft praises whispered into their partner’s ear while they’re pounding into them so roughly its shaking the bed.  

“What taste I am; what kind of trend is this??”

“Instead: taste me and tell me.”

*gets the salt and pepper out* Don't mind if I do~ ;)

“Perfect! Only one thing is missing.”

“Grilled meat.”

you can’t scare me with a knife because i’ll just get horny