Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-34928186-20180902004619/@comment-34928186-20180903011243

Admit ittttt u like dark caspian dont u-

Gimme the dark Mastema thennnnnnnnnnn this is our first time rping with them

His dark face never turned away feeling a pint of jealously in his eyes. Well in this case...eye. The burn on his eye never completely healed so the angel was ashamed of himself. He never let go of the fact he couldn't be the angel he was. Obsessed with the fact he now was scarred made him feel even more moody than he already was. Rolling up ontop of her the angel breathed out in the cold air making a cloud appear. He ran his hands up her waist and sides, "I know you do-" he looked down at her slightly having a pink dust across his face from being flustered. "Sh..." holding himself with his arms Caspian went down and buried his face in the crook of her neck wanting to bite into the skin but refusing to putting his head back up. He wouldn't ever do that to such a pure person. Caspian shook his head to the side and sat at the side of the bed putting his hands in his face.

Lerajie softly stood up feeling the dents of the floor. Her snapped wing lay dented and sprawled out dragging on the floor. Using Mastema for support she made her way to the kitchen. The place they lived in was a small vacation home a family abandoned after some accident. It had running water but no electricity or heating meaning the house was cold especially since it was fall. Propping herself up onto the counter she hung her head down and her half lidded eyes begged to close. She had to stay awake since her wound wouldn't heal while sleep dawned upon her. Lerajie needed the feeling of reassurance this wasn't a dream while a cold breath came out of her. A big wooly blanket could do her some good