⊰ * (  persistent  )

      ⚜   _{adviivo​ || cont.}

          as if he would not notice. as if he were  b l i n d.  sometimes he does worry if she truly thinks she’s fooling him, if she’s relying on it for any reason… but concern always speaks higher, as it should, and it is impossible to stay quiet considering her condition. human human  h u m a n.  so small and  f r a g i l e… so severely in need of those little things he had forsworn so long along.

           ❝ You need to sleep. ❞  a moment where he comes closer, hand on her shoulder as he kisses the top of her head. one  m o m e n t  before he picks her up, using vampire speed to carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed. 

             maybe his ‘no objections’ face would work better if it were not covered in concern, but a finger against his lips should be enough to convey how she should not complain. sitting on the bed next to her, allowing his fingers to gently stroke her hair, trying to convince her that all is well, that he will NOT let anything hurt her. and that does include herself.

                      usually sex, lots of lace & adorable little smiles could keep
               a man distracted but the one she decided to fall in love with was far
                too attentive, gifted with the keen senses of a vampire. & the pout
              hardly had time to form on full lips as she was hoisted from her seat,
            a small squeal quickly overrun by a bout of giggles. as her own fragility
                  sickened her, another sought to cherish & preserve it at all costs.

                                      once the mattress was beneath her frame, the weight
                                  of him joining her own, fingers caressing champagne locks,
                             unraveling ribbon after ribbon of curls, the protests on her tongue
                              fizzled away. instead she nestled close, nearly resting atop him,
                        head resting on his shoulder, the bridge of her nose nuzzling the curve
                            of his neck until the soft touch became the presence of her lips to
                                               adorn his skin with a slew of butterfly kisses. 

                         ❛ need & want are two very different things. ❜

                      all but a murmur, saturated with her exhaustion yet
                  still attempting to oppose him to no avail. soon he would 
                     learn even he could not defend against what loomed.