Shadows are more than a simple lack of light, they are the embodiment of the coldness in a persons heart. That would lead one to believe, as would be true, that this love between the two was nothing of the such.
His elbow rested above her head and he breathed out heated breaths, his rows of knife teeth bared as she chuckled up at him. They were in such a tangled web, such a place of chaos placed between them.
"Well, isn't this such a surprise Dualscar," the spider saying in such a mocking tone, "loosing your head once again."
In between the glares and nasty words was always a hint of subtle chilling coldness. Neither of them really wanted the feelings of red that seemed to be desired on the outside, no. The Sea Scourge was a jealous lover, he was so bitter, so rough with his love. His love was like holy water in the veins of a she devil, like a stake through a vampires heart.
"'Ell, I suppose that it isn't that rare when it comes to you." he snapped back at her, moving his head down to by her neck, using his free hand to place on the back of her head.
Miss Spinerette wasn't a fan of this action and swung them both around, moving her long, thin fingers over his wrists and pinning them above his head. Moving her nose and mouth down his jaw line and neck she pushed her hips against him with the bitterest laugh. You see, spiders play with their prey. They pull them in and make them think it'll all be okay before they sink the venom into your veins. It's a promise you'll loose yourself when that happens.
Dualscar moved against her grip but she pushed a knee into her crotch and he let out a growl like moan.
"Who else is going to set you straight, hm, Dualscar, lover?" she questioned mockingly, pushing her knee into his crotch more.
He let out a moaning scoff at those words and leaned down, biting at her ear and she made a rather displeased noise. This prey never sat down and played along like a good boy, it was so frustrating. He used his strength over her to push her back against his desk, using her grip on him as leverage for this act. He pushed her back against it and pinned her down with him on top of it. A spider like grin spread against her lips as she chuckled at him.
"Oh, Dualscarrrrrrrr, aren't we a needy little grub?" she laughed at him and she pushed him over the edge.
He snapped at her neck, biting in with the force of the shark he was, tearing into her flesh as she let out a bit of a surprised scream.
He felt her scream as some sort of sick euphoria racing through him. There was no tenderness from him now, that had ran out a very long time ago. He moved his hands down to his belt and pulled a knife out, cutting her top open with it, pressing the blade against her after he was done.
She struggled but every time she struggled, it cut in more and more till the pretty blue was between them.
He let go of her neck and sat up, putting a hand around her neck and squeezing rather tightly, her own hands wrapping around his wrist and trying to pull it off.