the boy is lounging about with a slanted smirk poising its grace on his face, & he has absolutely abhorrent, a spiteful little thing that found his orgasmic ecstasy through the PAIN of others. hateful, though charm is his guise. he fluidly pads & floats through people of all sorts, manipulation dripping from his fingers & the threads of those he cut off, stay scattered & positively LITTERED around him.
-----perhaps it would best be to leave alois alone, for he practically oozes pleasure & beauty, sexual desire brimming and heating the displeasure that curled his mouth.
he watched the borders of the camp, back flat against a stray tree, blond hair shaggy as he gazed about, before flicking a leaf off absent-mindedly.
`----hey.`
he calls out to a girl, pleasantries embroidered in the huskiness of his tone, and for a sole, wavering second, he seems almost the opposite of repelling.
-----perhaps it would best be to leave alois alone, for he practically oozes pleasure & beauty, sexual desire brimming and heating the displeasure that curled his mouth.
he watched the borders of the camp, back flat against a stray tree, blond hair shaggy as he gazed about, before flicking a leaf off absent-mindedly.
`----hey.`
he calls out to a girl, pleasantries embroidered in the huskiness of his tone, and for a sole, wavering second, he seems almost the opposite of repelling.