Death And Mania

[Silver]

Silver looked at Ruby, up and down. She was lithe, much like Silver. But younger. And her skin seemed soft. Very soft. Silver wondered what a bite would taste. Sweet? Fulfilling? Despair for more? She breathed in, more a sigh than an actual breath.

"There is scuttlebutt among the ranks, Guildmistress." She said, looking at the view. Something always stirring in the core of the Core. Silver already had been collecting data, here and there. Threats of death and pain always did the trick. More pain than death though.

"And the APM is closin' on itself, denying me access." Ruby looked at her, those eyes already imagining a devious way to show the people who was the Goddess. The origin of chaos in the Omicrons. Silver couldn't help to smirk, as her imagination also raced.

Laying a hand on her shoulder, Silver closed in, her lips almost touching the ear lobe, and whispering in a sweet ghostly voice."Give me the word, love.. And i'll give you Death." Pulling slowly back, she took in Ruby's scent. Sweet, as she imagined. And filled with despair. Her hand didn't left at once, but took a downward route by her back. Slowly. Tempting. And making her wanting more.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop