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NAME Vergilius
CIVILIAN_NAME Red Gaze
TEAM Brimstone
HOUSING_NUMBER 11
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[personal profile] zauneyete 2025-06-21 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ He would take the options, any of them, his fingers sought the spaces that were so familiar, after all. He knew where his touch made him shiver, and where he twitched. If Vergilius tried to kill him, he would give as good as he gave — he preferred this, though. The little deaths. The death would come — they all tried in the end, didn't they? Where would his line be?

He'd played with it, tried to tease it out, along with the monster. Tried to pull that line out, to see where it was, where Vergilius would find the end of his rope and decide to just let go. Toss him away like every other time. It had to, the alternative was...

He teases him. Silco shivers, letting him pull him close.

How foolish of him. His fingers scrape against his back, teasing in turn.
]

Well, we would have to negotiate that contract, if you wanted to charge more...

[ He murmured, low. A tease in turn.

He sighed, his teeth at his ear does something odd. A nauseating little flip, like he skipped a beat. His fingers tighten.
]

A surprise? [ He asks. He laughs softly. A little teasing. ] I suppose it's fair play...

[ He'd jumped him twice now, after all. Caught him by surprise. ]

If you manage to catch me unprepared... [ A nip at his jawline, chipped teeth there leaving the slightest of indents. ] Then I'll let you have your way with me.

[ As if he wouldn't anyway. ] Whatever you want. A boon, perhaps.

[ A challenge, a game. What was Silco, without his games? ]