Thread: Spirits of Darkness and the Forest (Naomi David x Viktoff Samson)

It could be read from his face completely clearly, while her nod was a touch of a relieve to him he still desired to feel her life slip from her beautiful body from within his grasp. Murder, it was spelled with his eyes and his lips. That fact mixed with his appearance and their current location, the very situation, it may have been possible for a weaker willed woman to slowly emphasize with his desire to take her from this world. To feel like a god. Life was so precious to some cultures that a being of infinite power and wisdom was required to create it, to guide it, or even to take it. Who didn't want to feel like that for just a moment? It'd be fleeting, much like her heartbeat and his patience. But, it was a feeling so valuable that there were unbelievably intelligent humans who were well aware of the consequences and they proceeded to commit such crimes anyway. The difference here was the numerous worlds the divided her attacker from those humans. His confident smile and enchanting looks portrayed this fact well enough. No laws she was privy to that he was subject to. He frowned as his arms looped around her and pulled her up against his chest. He could almost smell the effects of his venom within her blood shutting her body down further and further. No human drug was this potent in terms of rendering a victim helpless. And, if they were without immense will power and practice, sleep was inevitable and a quick result. Eddie was at least a little intrigued by her cute nod despite the sheer force required to keep her awake by now. Now, since you're such a good girl I'll let you take the path of least resistance. His voice whispered to her as his lips drew closer to her own and he peered deep within her eyes once again. This time, with his stern and strong body keeping her up and his arms cradling her upper body like a lover would. Close your eyes, and I'll bring you... home. He drew the last word with a breathe separating it from the others and with a touch of vigor and malice. This was clearly not going to be the home he imagined she longed for. Forever the whimsical magician at heart, he knew she had no choice now as the venom took it's toll and demanded her fate this night. No mortal, human or not, could resume this struggle within his arms now that she no longer fought him and his eyes directly upon her own for his demands. Though, he wanted to paint the scene as if she lacked any free will of her now. He demanded it and it happened was the immediate reality of the situation and it made him smile warmly as he blinked the darkness from his evil eyes. The venom's influence wasn't forever, not with his bite. Eddie lacked such potency as it came with experience and that was the one facet he lacked in his tool kit. Countless years were within his domain, power beyond belief, but he still had to learn to use it. A room decorated with lavender and red awaited the beautiful young college student as life returned to her. Her left wrist was cuffed with kinky but effective cuffs directly to the left header pole. She was on her back, naked with an impossibly warm and fuzzy fur blanket over her nudity, covering all of it beneath her nipples but leaving those for his eyes to pry upon. She was clean, as though she was just immaculately dried after a deep and intense hot bath. A simple skin colored and minimalist band-aid pad covered the bite mark. He sat poshly upon a big red couch-like purple chair with her sack of candy over his groin. His right leg crossed up and over his left knee, keeping the sack in place. The candy carrier was all that hid his sex from her as he sat in the chair without clothes either. His now non-glowing almost normal eyes were upon the candy he was unwraveling with mild childlike frustration. it was clear he lacked a childhood attached to these morsels of sweetness like she had.