perfectdevil: (thirty)
𝓛𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓽 𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽 ([personal profile] perfectdevil) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-11-05 01:03 pm (UTC)

Oh, you are a long way from any kind of home, little God.

[ Lestat growls through gritted teeth, twisting his hips beneath Loki's to try and determine the amount of power he'd have here, and is dismayed to find that with Loki's attention so closely pinned on him and his weight sitting so perfectly on his hips, he can barely wriggle let alone jostle him off. ]

Nothing here belongs to you, to anyone — you're as much an intruder as I am here..!

[ He needs to think of other tactics, that the God of Mischief won't see coming. But oh, he isn't just the God of Mischief right now, is he? He seems so tormented by this idea of being King and getting an intruder out of his chambers that it's almost like he's become unfocused about who he really is. Lestat will happily take his inspiration, then.

In a movement that's incredibly underhanded, Lestat bites his own tongue and spits a mouthful of hot blood at Loki's face, hoping against hope that it gets into his eyes enough that Lestat can buck his weight off and away from his body so he can get to his feet again. ]

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