Abaddon Avery Application | Accepted
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Accepted!
Please make your character page and message the main RP! We use Skype to communicate OOC, a relationship page may be made after you get settled and don’t forget to follow the scrapbook, confessions, ship page and the Hogwartian!
Peyton
20Pacific
Avery
Damp air licked at his skin as he drew the knife across the top of her skin. A new mark was needed to decorate the delicacy of her skin, but where to place such a brand so she could constantly be reminded of her hold on him. Water lapped over their bodies as they lounged in the porcelain bath, steam rising from the surface in graceful helices.
Soft, tender moans passed her lips as the tip of the blade scratched at her surface. As his hands maneuvered over her body curiously, his lips rested atop her pulse and suddenly he was struck with inspiration. As if ravished, his teeth nipped at her skin and preyed on her timid mewls.
One hand took hold of her chin and turned her neck as far as her spinal cord would allow. Whimpers caught in the humidity, but he knew she was desperately begging for more. For a drawing second, his tongue ran across the moist skin of her pulse. Senses told him it was perfection. This will be the foundation of her second branding.
Slow and precise, the blade touched to her jaw and he pressed into her skin until crimson scorched her ivory pallor. As if by a calligrapher’s hand, he inscribed her skin with a single letter.
‘A’
People would mistake her ownership for his, but only their demented minds needed to know. He, of course, was her best kept secret. Blood continued to drip from the wound, her breath becoming ragged with need.
The blood stained the effervescent foam surrounding their bodies a dull pink and swirled about the water freely. With her back molded to his slick chest, he pushed his hands across her blood stricken frame and took control of her for this night, she was his.
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