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ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴇᴅɢʟɪɴɢ ([personal profile] bloodbinds) wrote 2019-09-15 04:43 am (UTC)

[ That hurts even worse, and Ava almost loses focus on her task. The Beast is screaming and she feels as if she's going to unravel at any moment into a bloodlust she won't be able to stop. Her fingers dig into Aamir's shoulders and she shoves him down again, hissing. He doesn't stir much, doesn't even seem bothered, too lulled by the Kiss. There's a searing pain in her head. ]

No! No, fuck, no, I'm not!

[ What is she doing? What is she doing? It hurts to think, everything hurts, she just wants Jon to go away so she can eat but this... This isn't right.

Ava tries to rouse herself, tries to hold off the Beast, and Jon will have a good look at her simply looming over Aamir as she struggles with the desire to feed, the want to tear into him, and some other raw panic that's trying to force her to let him go. Her shoulders are shuddering and she bends down to lick the wound closed, her hand going over the man's mouth. Her gaze is on his own. ]


You won't remember this. None of it. You were here doing your job and no one else was here.

[ Aamir goes rigid, eyes wide, staring at her...and all fight slips away as she works her magic and her power into him, the hunger still terrible in her stomach. Do this right, get out of here, get away from Jon--

Don't kill. Don't kill. Don't.

Like a heartbeat, over and over, even as her body rebels and she starts to tremble. Just...hold out. Hold on. ]

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