#but then also sharing a thrilled look of excitement because power is great sgfdghfhg

[cursedfortune]

I'm not on the right blog but

[ SMILE ] for our muses to share a knowing look

From Lucien pls? 👉👈

Non-sexual (unless...) Intimacy! @manigfeald // @caustichatred

If there was one thing that Lucien and Mortem shared, it was both power and the ability to get more of it. And in that particular field came others who wished for the same and boldly attempted to find an advantage in anything.

Unfortunately for them it didn't go their way. Who struck first, it was hard to say. There was simply a moments glance between the two - entirely in sync with the load of walking bullshit before them, before both their hands were reddened. A heavy thud and waning breaths signified a successful deed.

And yet afterwards their eyes met once more. Power often meant utilizing it in selfish ways - like ending the life of one who prattled on boldly without any actual means to back it up. Humans so desperately reached for some kind of advantage always, to feel useful and important. Powerful. To be an asset to something bigger and greater. Well, this one bleeding out may not be contributing in the way they had thought but... aha, they certainly aided the vampire nonetheless.

As delectable as it was to cut down the arrogant cowards of the world, that wasn't what was contributing to the gleam in her eyes. Her thumb pressed against her tongue, cleaning the blood off of one spot of her sinfully reddened hand. Thoughtful for a moment and voicing said thought the next in one simple inquiry.

"You noticed it too, didn't you?" Her hand fell away. The way their victim spoke, the phrasing used-- unknowingly giving them the answer they came seeking out. Narrowing down their leads into a more concise direction.

It was all she needed to say. The look in her eyes said just as much as his own - his hunt for power, for this witch tome, was getting all the closer to a positive result. This may have seemed like one small step out of many but it was a victorious one all the same. Could he see it? The way her inky gaze danced as their hunt drew him closer to obtaining what he wanted? She was excited for him, she was excited to see this through to the very end.