« i always thought the castle’s wall needed REDECORATION. in the flesh seemed most fitting. do you not AGREE ? » slow footsteps led the COUNT to the pinned man, a sneer curved up pale lips with content as he reached up to drag his nails down KY’LAR’s throat. « — redundant only when one does not … » plunging nails to one’s neck, crescent marks left on the man’s skin, DRACULA squeezed.
even ky couldn’t deny that sometimes redecoration was NEEDED, but he still didn’t know why he had to be fullyRESTRAINED. nor did he think it was entirely NECESSARY. “of cou-” his words were CUT OFF the moment the sharp nails were dragged across his throat. it took him only a moment to REALIZE that vlad wasn’t in a decent mood as their nails DUG SHARPLY into his neck. followed by the squeezing that FORCED ky into a panic as his eyes went WIDE. he couldn’t say anything, but that didn’t mean he COULDN’T prove to vlad he understood the message as ATTEMPTED to plead with his eyes that he was indeed sorry. though, he doubted that vlad would NOTICE.