𝙑𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘼𝙐

“Hurt…”, Vincent continued and looked her in the eyes before dragging their tongue across her wrist, lapping up some of the blood.
“But not enough to kill.” Vincent groaned against her soft skin and put their mouth directly over the cut now and licked up more blood.

“you asked a question and I answered it. I will probably hurt you somehow, it is what I do.” They told her in a monotone voice, continuing to drag their finger up her cut.
Vincent brought her wrist up to their face.

They let out a heavy breath and their nose flare as they watch the blood trickle out from her small cut.
“Let me make one thing clear,” Vincent took her hand in theirs and pressed their thumb into the wound,

“I hope you dream of wonderful things tonight,” they whisper, pressing a kiss onto your other cheek and embracing you in a warm hug.

“Goodnight, sweet Rina. Lady of Night and Suffering.” Vincent strokes your cheek.

“If you were a stranger I’d have killed you, carved into your flesh to see what you hide inside…but if you weren’t? Hmm, I would have loved to taste your blood.” Vincent murmured.

“Besides, I don’t enjoy hypothetical scenarios. Do I already know you or are you a stranger?” They dragged their finger across her throat.

“Don’t you think that’s a rather dangerous question to ask me, Lilya? I’ve just described gruesome…cravings and you wonder what I would do if I found you wandering alone in the dark?” Vincent smirked and breathed in deeply.

For a few moments they just stand there and look at her, like Vincent tried to memorise every part of her face so they would see her clear as day when they were in the dark.

“Such a hungry little thing you are…” they mused and smirked, “good, I have a big appetite as well.” The grip in her hair disappeared and Vincent’s hand trailed down to just below her breast, teasing with their thumb.

Vincent groans when she’s biting and kissing them.
“Mmh just like that,” Vincent cooed, the hold on her hair grew more firm and shifted her head so she looked into their blue eyes again.

#nsfw
little gasp.

Their hand not holding her soft hair begins to explore her body, squeezing and feel her beautiful curves before resting on her ass, massaging it. They’re now fully grinding their cock against her crotch and there’s no denying how hard she’s made them as

#nsfw
Her sneaky hand had gotten hold of their chain and that forced a groan from their lips as Vincent gave her a heated look.

That tug went straight down their cock, making it throb in their trousers as their hardening length rubs against her body. Vincent cocked their brow at her, amused by her

They eat up her touch like a starved man at sea, leaning into her hands and try to savour the moment of gentleness that rarely comes their way. Vincent doesn’t seek it out often either but this moment in time with her makes them realise how much they’ve missed it.

"She'll be fine...trust me."

"Mhm my name belongs on your lips." Their deep voice vibrates on her skin, holding her head steady and still. Vincent hummed softly, pleased with her reaction.
"Don't be so gentle with me now..." their arm snaked around her body so they're even closer now.
"You can be more rough no?"

*kills Hanna to get into the front*

They had always been weak for noises, it set them off. Lilya’s gasp was no exception and it went straight down between them legs. Vincent wanted to hear it again.
“Such a good girl you are Lilya.” They murmured and gave her neck another kiss, sucking at the skin.

“Mhm it’s useful, but I suppose it’s a risk in its own way, craving something. Letting it consume your mind, then it’s not really control anymore.” Vincent pondered.
“There’s a fine line, little flower. I haven’t stepped on it yet though I think.”

They snorted and smiled, “maybe we’ll walk past each other one night.” Vincent wondered what Lilya would say if she caught them in the act of torturing somebody. Would she scream and run away or stand there and watch them?

The forceful pull on their chain made Vince groan angrily, “I see you’re both deaf and rude. I said I have nothing for you. Now, get your hands off me.” Vincent told her angrily through gritted teeth before removing the hand on their chain.

‘I’ll need to stop wearing this fucking chain…’

They looked at her with disdain and rolled their eyes at the gesture. One more puzzle piece to who she is, who even sticks out their tongue at people nowadays? Meaningless antics…

“What can I say, I like his style.” 😏

"It was only gentle pokes."

"I heard their music is very good."

*pokes you with their cock*
"I dare to poke you."

"Mhm, exactly little flower..." they whispered and leaned down to kiss at her throat.
"Think you can do that for me?"

murders right away.

"But I suppose you have a point about our bodies turning pain into pleasure."

"Oh, no you misunderstand, little flower. I find pleasure in most of it so I sleep fine enough. Only sometimes I have trouble falling back asleep, those times I usually go out in...walks to clear my head." Vincent told her casually, maybe it wasn't too smart admitting to sadistical

They furrowed their brow, giving Freya a hard look. They were anything but presumptuous.
"Great, because I have nothing for you, clearly." They muttered and let go of her wrist.