I'm fairly certain you did not mean to send this message to me, stranger. Nevertheless, you've piqued my interest. What is tazed and should I add becoming so to my to do list?
[By 'something nice', Mollymauk means pretty much exactly what he wears everyday-- that insane coat, piecemeal doublet, mismatched pants, open shirt. He's done the hard part, he's taken off his boots.]
[And he's curled up in the windowsill of his and Fjord's room, snacking on a plate of equally colorful fruit, watching the street. He spots Klaus coming in, gives him a little wave of his fingers, and dismounts the sill with a flourish of his coat. He's ready to open the door when Klaus gets to the landing with a wide, toothy grin that could come off as threatening to someone cowed by those of infernal ancestry.]
[Klaus opted for the mesh goth shirt and multiple necklaces look, with his trademark leather pants laced up the sides and his patchwork jacket, and when he glances up and sees Molly in the window, he gives him a grin and a little wave back, nails painted black, before heading inside.
The moment Molly opens the door with that grin on his face, Klaus feels a bit breathless. Sure, it's sort of threatening-looking, but then again, Klaus is a huge fan of feeling threatened during sex. As long as it's, like, consensual threat. Which this most definitely would be.
Despite his terrible texting and a slight hint of the slightly sweet-musty smell of marijuana lingering about his person (some concessions must be made), he is, surprisingly enough, sober.]
Well, hello there gorgeous.
[Tilting his head, he winks one green eye at Molly and is immediately toeing off his shoes, because he wants to be barefoot as soon as possible.]
Feels like I'm about to get destroyed, and I'm pretty happy with any definition of destroyed. May I come in?
[It's nice, honestly, when people don't treat him like he's going to eat an infant or turn a priest inside out. Molly makes allowances for how different he looks, the pupil-less eyes, the horns, the tail... but anybody who really cares to know him knows he'd stand over the unconscious body of someone he didn't like and dare something to try something. He cares, in spite of knowing what the world is like-- or maybe because he does know.]
[Molly reaches to wrap a hand around the small of Klaus' back and pulls him in, slowly and gently.] It's a good guess, though I hope you'll be happy with my particular flavor of destruction. [He directs a kiss onto Klaus' forehead before letting him go and closing the door behind.]
I confess I'm not much of a destroyer, I like it best when people feel important. Feel happy. [He fetches the tray of fruit.] And I'm afraid I won't settle for 'pretty happy'. Can I take your coat?
for trevor; ♥
2. I just volunteered myself to get tazed this should get interesting
3. I don't want to hook up with him sober. That's pretty much like saying I love you.
4. I woke up alone, naked in her bed staring at a lifesize poster of edward cullen,actually I'm lying I did have socks on
5. text him!
2; a week late and there's no starbucks in wallachia, smh
Nevertheless, you've piqued my interest.
What is tazed and should I add becoming so to my to do list?
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[And he's curled up in the windowsill of his and Fjord's room, snacking on a plate of equally colorful fruit, watching the street. He spots Klaus coming in, gives him a little wave of his fingers, and dismounts the sill with a flourish of his coat. He's ready to open the door when Klaus gets to the landing with a wide, toothy grin that could come off as threatening to someone cowed by those of infernal ancestry.]
And a flash it is. Hello Klaus.
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The moment Molly opens the door with that grin on his face, Klaus feels a bit breathless. Sure, it's sort of threatening-looking, but then again, Klaus is a huge fan of feeling threatened during sex. As long as it's, like, consensual threat. Which this most definitely would be.
Despite his terrible texting and a slight hint of the slightly sweet-musty smell of marijuana lingering about his person (some concessions must be made), he is, surprisingly enough, sober.]
Well, hello there gorgeous.
[Tilting his head, he winks one green eye at Molly and is immediately toeing off his shoes, because he wants to be barefoot as soon as possible.]
Feels like I'm about to get destroyed, and I'm pretty happy with any definition of destroyed. May I come in?
[via this thread]
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[Molly reaches to wrap a hand around the small of Klaus' back and pulls him in, slowly and gently.] It's a good guess, though I hope you'll be happy with my particular flavor of destruction. [He directs a kiss onto Klaus' forehead before letting him go and closing the door behind.]
I confess I'm not much of a destroyer, I like it best when people feel important. Feel happy. [He fetches the tray of fruit.] And I'm afraid I won't settle for 'pretty happy'. Can I take your coat?