𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵𝑨

𝓐𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑫𝑶𝑹𝑨 𝓥𝑶𝑳𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑰

a small smirk appeared on full lips, fingers slipping and knitting into his hair. “of course,” she murmurs, her kiss light and delicate. “you’re as stubborn as you are cruel.ñ

a hand reaches to fist into his shirt, tugging him toward her, closing the little distance. “you talk far too much,” she taunted, reaching up and letting her teeth graze his bottom lip. her voice dropped to a whisper, eyes half lidded, lips parted. “I should shut you up.”

you’re insufferable. come here, my love.

guilty, and yet, never remorseful.

when you make me question my own thoughts or perception. for example, you think I’m incredibly ungrateful and dramatic.

he’s delusional. or gaslighting her.

. . . is she wrong?

if only they’d update with the modern world. . . have you seen the devices they have nowadays? the humans.

this castle never fails to bore her toward a death that may never come——