Erebus & Cindy | When Guitar And Voice Cried Together In Perfect Harmony; Despite The Restless November Rain - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
Tip of light pink tongue briefly poking from between pale lips, one of the rare occasions they weren't adorned with a rich shade of red.
A stronger beat of her celestial heart at the room suddenly darkening and discovering the exact reason why. Her smile trembled even so slightly, now true stars littering jade green. The seemingly small gesture chasing all thoughts away, only his presence stayed, surprisingly dainty fingers gently tracing his cheek, light as a feather, as if she was afraid he would disappear at any harsher caress.
Cindy allowed her weight to fully relax, more than trusting it would be supported, held with ease. She...has never felt this way. Never, with anyone. There were always so many doubts, fears, complications; no one looked at her like this. No one treated her like this. Like she was worth all the trouble, both personal demons and cosmic magic. That she wasn't some creature, wasn't a pretty girl to woo then discard. Erebus saw perhaps she still truly was: a damaged soul full of dreams and broken ambitions.
Her reply only a silk soft laugh; because she knew him.
“I want to spend the eternity with you.”
Her confident gritty mezzo reverberating in the small universe he created with his wings; said without thinking full of conviction and love which transcended dimensions.
“If- ...if you want to.” suddenly aware of how it sounded, what it could've implied and...what if he doesn't? What if she spilled her heart, cracked her soul open too soon?
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"Missed you most~" He quips back, a soft chuckle rumbling in his throat. White eyes soften in return. Erebus is at his most relaxed when he's with Cindy.
He doesn't have to pretend, doesn't have to play the part pushed upon him. He can just be.
Leathery wings drape around her smaller form, keeping her safe. Secure.
"How'd you guess? Couldn't help it, they got some new guitars and had to check 'em out. 'Course nothing beats my own axe." He shrugs, referring to his trusty Fender. "How'd the song come out though?"
Silent giggles shook her shoulders as she watched her boyfriend read through the application she's snagged from his sister and had way too much fun with it. The lack of surprise lightly irked the creature's ego, calling for a challenge; no one should be able to say she's predictable.
An acrobatic flip down from her chosen perch, with a smile that promised no good.
“Alright.” Cindy agreed to his ‘request’, yet instead of getting...more dressed she simply pushed the tight vinyl fabric of her skirt up, cleaning the desk of every object with one elegant sweep.
Within seconds, she was already on top of the table in comfortable splits, fingers playing with the tiny ruby fabric, barely concealing yet still hiding the glistening evidence of excitement.
“Dinner's served.”
For Erebus because she's a little shit 😂
Fuck Buddy Application
Name: Spirit of Vengeance and Artistic Freedom; the Eternal Fire but Cindy is fine
Age: Well, technically 13.8 billion, but let's stick with 23
Are you attracted to me?: Take a wild guess.
Sub/Dom: Brat 😜 can you afford a therapist for years if I top though?
How often are you available?: To be fair I kill minimum 30 people daily, strict workout schedule, singing practice...but always have time for you ❤️🔥
Will there be extra’s?: I'm already an extra. But if that's your way of asking whenever I'm into butt stuff the answer is yes.
When can you start?: Look above you
Fuck Buddy Application
Somehow, he's not even surprised at this point. "Damn. Take a guy out to dinner first, huh?" He smirks.
