Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
Since the wonderful members of TDOM enjoy the site enough to play around on it, this thread is to assist with the site's tidying! Functionality is important and we want to make the site functional even if its activity will be minimal at best!
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Mercy through a quick death was among the few things Noah would warrant the cruelly libidinous man. Anything less would be a downplay to the crime he planned on committing. Blood poured from the villain’s neck as his head toppled to the ground with a sickening thump. For a few moments, Noah watched the motionless before releasing an annoyed grunt directed at the deceased individual. What a pathetic soul for attempting to force himself on Holden! The lustful king possessed more class with the manner he flirted with his guard!
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He allowed Holden to refuse his advances. At the end of the day, the familiar owned his body and reserved the right to deny the interaction. The king’s gaze shifted from the decapitated corpse in search of Holden. When his eyes locked on the familiar, he discovered him struggling against the ropes that bound him. Escaping the tight knots was clearly difficult for the panther familiar, although, it would be for most. The wraith watched him for a few moments before approaching the table.
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“Want help?” Noah offered the struggling man.
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There were subtle hints of amusement available in his voice as he watched Holden squirm. He failed to comprehend how the long-haired managed to get kidnapped frequently, but Noah understood why. Holden was gorgeous and radiated the very picture of elegance wrapped in a handsome lean body. It was the reason Noah craved the attractive familiar.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Darkness shot forward, successfully blocking the foolish man from the stairs. The actions of his former fling were despicable considering the man planned on forcing himself onto Holden. As much as he wished for Holden himself, the wraith would never go lengths to not provide him a choice. As he sped forward, sword drawn, Noah slashed at the man who kidnapped Holden for his twisted pleasure. Eyes narrowed, he watched his sword slash across the man's back, blood splattering onto the floor as he stumbled back.
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As he fell onto the floor, Noah straightened his back, eyes narrowed. Steps were taken forward, the king displeased by the actions of his former fling. This man nearly stole Holden's innocence in a forceful man without a second thought to considering the navy-haired man. He lacked a proper weapon, leaving Noah at an advantage in the circumstance. As he approached, his former fling pleaded for mercy after the disgusting things he planned on accomplishing. The distance was closed, Noah lifting his sword in preparation to slash.
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"This is mercy! You wanted to force yourself on Holden and that is twisted," Noah growled at the man.
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With those words, Noah slashed for the man's neck to dispose of the problematic former fling. The wraith was disturbed by the man's forceful attitude. While he flirted with the fresh adult, he never considered forcing Holden into something he never wished for.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Molten iron blood flowed through Noah's veins as the anger overtook him. Resolve was fueled as his sword extending, swiping in an attempt to murder the malicious man. Holden's kidnappers were an obnoxious reality in the wraith's world and it only inflamed his infuriation further. These people who arrogantly believed they could snatch up his head guard lacked proper logic! Several times over he fought for Holden's return and this time?! THEY WOULD PAY FOR THEIR INSOLENCE! As Noah's sword swung, the man dodged, the sword's blade leaving a deep scratch across the chair's wooden backrest.
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An annoyed growl grumbled from Noah's throat as his eyes shifted, locking onto the foolish man. The man was prepared to flee, conceitedly laughing. Did he really think he would be escaping?! The Dark King took the position as captain for his skillful nature, but also for his tactics... The wraith created darkness spikes and aimed to cut off the former fling buddy from the stairwell. Only moments later would his speed enhance in an attempt to catch up and slash from behind the man. He refused to allow his enemy to leave! Especially a cowardice man like this!
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cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Noah's attendance of the cafeteria was best described as occasional. The king was not stuck up or against eating alongside his guards, rather, his self-sustenance made him an infrequent either. He held a busy schedule, therefore, with food no longer being a necessity, he rarely partook in the consumption of meals. Oftentimes, he would venture his way to the cafeteria on special occasions, like holidays or retirement parties, to thank his staff for their work. As the so-called crown-wearing boss, he considered it the proper course of action to make his staff feel appreciated.
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Otherwise, Noah hardly entered the cafeteria of his own volition. Without an eating requirement hanging over his head, the wraith distracted himself with his kingly duties or pleasured himself with a fling. When confirmation was requested, Noah nodded at his head guard, however, he found himself interrupted. From the kitchen shouted the well-known head cook of his castle, Sima Oratio, inquiring Holden about brownies he made. The wraith's brows tilted down as his eyes narrowed to slits. His grey hues locked onto the familiar a bit displeased about the situation.
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Alas, before he could speak, Sima sauntered from the kitchen with a freshly created plate... As much as Noah admired the head chef, the man proved pushy when it came to him eating. The correction was met with no ill-will as the wraith shifted his focus to the cook. There was always a brightness to Sima's smile whenever he offered food, the type Noah appreciated about the capable chef he hired. The guards and servants were always satisfied with the meals they received and during those special days where the wraith partook, he enjoyed the food.
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Unfortunately, the business required completion, but before a proper decline of the offering could happen, his familiar insisted and promptly transformed into a panther to escape his wrath! An annoyed growl left his mouth as he listened to Sima proceed with offering a food labelled obrajine stew. Despite the requirements to track down Holden, Noah politely listened to the chef's words. Every second felt similar to an hour as Noah wished to scold the young man for not informing him about his break and RUNNING AWAY!
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"I must decline, I have to go find Holden again," he grumbled. "The castle needs to go through its repairs! And instead of working, he is in here cooking! The least he could have done is sent a radio message!"
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Throughout his days, Noah frequently carried himself as a work-centred person until the sun dropped and he could flirt somebody into his bed. Among his duties was assuring castle maintenance was accomplished! It was among the most crucial since the modernized and strengthened walls of the castle were what protected them. Thus, as much as he wished to satisfy Sima by sampling his stew, there were more imperative matters to attend to.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The whistle of a blade slicing through air filled Noah's ears, followed by the gruesome sounds of visceral decapitation. Locks of long air flew wildly as the woman's head rolled from her shoulders. Thud. The sound resonated through the room, punctuating the act of violence. Promptly, the sounds of retreat followed as the woman's partner scurried towards the closest door and crossed the threshold. She was fortunate to not be considered a target in Noah's plan to free Holden from his kidnappers.
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The wraith turned his head, silver eyes locking directly onto the man responsible. The selfish individual responsible for attempting to steal something considered sacred, precious and innocent to those who held it. His eyes narrowed as he regarded one of his former flings with a cold stare. There would be no mercy! The grip on the wraith's sword tightened as he prepared to engage in combat. There would be no persuasion to avoid this man's violent end! If he was willing to nonconsensual take Holden for his pleasure, then he would not display mercy!
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He heard his familiar's words, however, he did not respond. Focus was required, for Noah needed to defeat his foe and take Holden home. With enhanced speed, Noah rushed forward, hoping to catch his opponent off guard. As he closed in, the wraith slashed out, hoping to at least slit the throat of the Holden-napper!
[attr="class","aodimgtext"]556 words for @sima & @holden
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cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Work required accomplishing inside the Dark King's Castle, the type which needed a face-tof-face discussion with the current head guard, Holden Pérez. Time was invested into searching for the infamous guard, yet, Noah failed to discovered the long-haired familiar's location. The radio was a viable option for hasty communications, alas, the navy-haired king craved a stroll through his castle. Yet, his lack of Holden sightings was an oddity considering he recently checked the training grounds and courtyard.
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Regularly, Noah would observe Holden pour hours of precious training into his skills, but the location was Holden-less. Quietly, the wraith strolled, occasionally stopping a guard to inquire about him. There was confirmation of the familiar being on castle grounds, alas, the relay frequently resulted in Noah lagging behind the head guard. A gentle sigh was exhaled through his lips as Noah closed the door to Holden's private quarters. No answers after a knock and more silence as he peeked his head through the threshold.
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Plans were created to repair any damages to the infamous Dark King's Castle and potentially accomplish some renovations of the location. Walls needed some repairs after previous battles and some lights ceased to function while other locations required some up to date technology. There were plenty of plans for the wraith's home, however, he wanted information from the man tasked with defending the large location. If anybody was aware of damaged locations or spots that required defence improvement, it would be the head guard.
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Gradually, the king moved through the corridors, silver eyes searching for the young head guard. Only recently had the duel for the position of head guard and familiar ended. Alas, there was plenty of work that required accomplishing for the castle's defence. As another guard passed, Noah's gaze locked onto him as the man left the cafeteria. The guard straightened upon seeing his king, going rigid and giving a nervous salute.
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"M-my king!" He narrowed managed to shout out.
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The wraith ceased movement, nodding at the young, stout blond standing in salute. When Noah's eyes locked onto him, the guard trembled from the pressure exerted from his king's rank.
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"Have you seen Holden?" Noah inquired to the young man.
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Hastily he nodded, content with being aware of the answer to the question being asked. Immediately, his finger pointed towards the cafeteria as he wished to relieve himself of this tense situation.
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"He's in there, sir!" He answered quickly and anxiously.
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The wraith nodded. "Thank you."
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With those words, he proceeded down the hallway while the blond guard retreated quickly. The navy-haired man rounded the corner into the cafeteria, eyes narrowly catching a glimpse of Holden leaving the kitchen and entering the dining area. Thus, Noah approached the young man.
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"Good timing, I need your assistance," Noah stated.
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Meanwhile, thoughts swirled on why Holden was inside the kitchen, alas, the wraith believe it could have been the young man's break. Every guard required one after all!
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The shadow teleportation summoned Noah into a home, specifically in a broom closet. Silence consumed the wraith as he carefully stepped between the threshold of his castle and the cramped space. Cautiously, he stepped over the bristled ends of the brooms, feet carefully landing onto the tiled floor. Quietly, the Assembly soldier listened, aware his situation was ill-favouring given the assumed circumstances. The home he entered was a disgraced fling buddy's, somebody he decided to no longer associate with because of his disrespect for boundaries and lacking of sharing etiquette.
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The sounds of servants quietly venturing the halls breached Noah's ears. Not a sound escaped the wraith as he waited for the footsteps to disappear into the distance. Slowly, he cracked open the broom closet, a soft squeak leaving the hinges as he gazed at the extravagant interior of the man's manor. With cautious steps, Noah entered the hallway, closing the closet door behind him before venturing further. Gradually, he moved through, hiding when he spotted the trio heading down into the basement, conversation existing between them.
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The urges inside led Noah's instincts, some insisting he should follow them into the depths below. Stealthily, Noah maintained distance, descending into the basement, senses searching for signs of Holden. They descended, Noah narrowly hearing the pronoun game being played between his former fling buddy and a pair of women. A brow raised every time they used the male pronouns, Noah wondering if they were referring to Holden... and should they be? HE WOULD MAKE THEM PAY FOR THEIR FOOLISHNESS! HOLDEN WAS MEANT TO BE HIS!
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The wraith slinked into a dimly lit corner, silver eyes peering through the darkness and widening as he noticed him. His suspicions were correct about Holden's location. The familiar was bound to a bed, tied tightly to avoid him escaping. Based on the words being exchanged, the man wished to intimately interact with Holden without permission being exchanged. The Assembly soldier's eyes narrowed, hand crossing his body to tightly wrap his fingers around his katana. The navy-haired wraith stood, rushing towards one of the women with his enhanced speed.
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The sword was drawn, the wraith aiming to slice the woman's neck and dispose of her first. He refused to allow these people to go too far with Holden!
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] A smile graced the navy-haired man's lips upon glancing back at Holden. From his distance, he observed the reddened tint of Holden's cheeks manifested by his flirtatious interaction with the man. If a fling would be delayed, Noah planned on enjoying the concept of flustering the young man. Nobody won their desires by throwing in the towel and ceasing. These words, the manner in engaged with Holden were crucial concepts to receiving what he wanted, a night of fun. The guard's attractive body would undoubtedly bring Noah back for another attempt, although, he would give those thoughts time to simmer.
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Additional thinking on the subject could potentially persuade Holden into changing his mind. Alas, if the young man was unprepared for these mature interactions, Noah refused to force it onto him. It would be inappropriate and downright malicious to force Holden into a sensitive situation without any respect for his emotions. The wraith heard plenty of the mental ramifications enforcing those situations could have on a young man who lacked experience in the field. Therefore, out of kindness and consideration for his fellow man, Noah continued on his retreat.
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Therefore, he retreated, carrying out his duties as a king and hastily finding somebody to share his bed with for the evening. Over the following days, Noah gravitated towards Holden, relaying flirtatious remarks in hopes of intriguing the familiar. He wanted an evening with him, alas, as the days passed there was little progress in the persuasion of Holden. Therefore, somewhat discouraged, Noah discovered himself an afternoon fling to hopefully lift his spirits. They were drinking alcoholic beverages when a rapping echoed through the room.
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A brow raised, Noah placed his drink on the counter while his soon-to-be fling quietly watched, sipping on whisky and coca-cola. As he approached, a guard informed him of the situation and after plenty of shouting, Noah informed his partner for the evening to stay put. The king marched out, assisting with the efforts to locate Holden, something inside hinting at a location in his panic, yet, he allowed the guards to investigate for solid leads. A sense could be incorrect and they needed to find Holden as soon as possible.
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Time progressed, and with a severe lack of leads as to the familiar's location, Noah retreated to a shadow. Inside, something insisted on a location, and without anything else to work with, there was only the inclination provided by his instincts. A breath was sucked into his lungs, a hand touching the shadow as he melted into it, heading to the location his soul was suspicious of.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The intimate interaction of placing his hands atop Holden's hips to maintain a sensual closeness was irresistible. The slender grace of the familiar's gorgeous body and silky, long purple hair attracted him. The wraith's silver eyes stared at Holden's magnificent face, admiring the redness of his cheeks. It guaranteed Noah an opportunity to romantically interact with the familiar someday, however, he would not force himself upon him. Those were inappropriate actions, the type that broke relationships and summoned sorrow.
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Despite his soldier position, Noah held morals, specifically in adhering to people's desires. Nonetheless, he would savour this innocent view of Holden's face, a blessing. A frown played onto the king's lips as he listened to the young man's uncertainties about when this wonder could be received. Fortunately, Holden agreed to inform him of when he was prepared to enjoy those adult actions. The navy-haired wraith flirtatiously grinned at the panther shifter, deciding to leave the flustered Holden with a final, fluster-inducing action.
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With his hands steady on Holden's hips, Noah leaned in and planted a soft kiss on the familiar's cheek. Afterwards, his hands slowly traced off his body, fingers enjoying the final moments of combat.
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"I will be ready when you are," Noah whispered in the familiar's ear.
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After the stated words, the wraith turned on a heal, retreating from the familiar. A glance over the shoulder was snuck, Noah hoping to see the vivid reds of a flustered man.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Triumphantly, Noah held the frozen fish, believing he reigned victorious in the battle of persuading Holden to enjoy some special time with him. Sweet jubilee would hopefully be experienced in a few moments of precious persuading. A broad grin stretched across the king's face as he observed the beautiful man. The notion of fish for breakfast was repeated, prompting Noah to nod his head. Gradually, the panther familiar began descending the tree, heading down towards the ground, proving his success in persuading!
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When Holden reached the ground, Noah smiled at him. As his familiar approached, the wraith's silver eyes glanced over his intimate interest. Gorgeous hips and curves, long, purple locks of hair and brilliant blue eyes. The familiar claimed him as silly throughout his approach. Confusion lit across the king's countenance as he met Holden's eyes, curious about what happened. Softly, the familiar's hand connected with his face, gentle and pleasant against his face. When he stated the situation did not constitute as being caught, Noah pouted.
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The healing process began, skin stitching together thanks to Holden's abilities. The familiar moved on, stating he was unprepared before plucking the fish from his hand.
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"Oh..." The wraith sighed. "When will you be ready?"
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Slowly, Noah's hands reached for Holden's hip to pull him closer. He desired to have the familiar to become ready for this situation. The attraction of the long-haired man was immense and he wolfishly lusted for it.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] From below, Noah stared up as Holden, contemplating a strategy to gain access to the tree-bound familiar. A hand softly rubbed his cheek, scrape burning from the sensation of heat across his wounded skin. Roughness tickled the bottoms of his fingers, loose skin not quite disconnected. He sighed softly, pulling his hand away to stare at the light streaks of blood across his fingers. He gazed at the blood for a few moments before returning his eyes to Holden, thinking on how to get him down from the tree.
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The wraith glanced around, searching for a method and contemplating climbing again. Then a thought came to mind for how he could get the panther familiar down. The king approached the tree, sinking into the shadows to enter the kitchen area of the castle. Quickly, he moved to the fridge, rummaging through it until he eventually found some frozen fish. Maybe he could bribe Holden out of the tree with fish. His fish in hand, Noah returned to the shadows, melting into them. He appeared back beneath the tree and smiled at Holden.
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"How about a peace offering?" Noah said, showing him the fish. "I will make you a fish breakfast if you come down."
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The king hoped Holden would be tempted by the frozen, packaged fish in his hand. If he could not climb the tree, he needed to play smart.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Lust-hungry and amused, Noah trailed behind Holden, attempting to catch his familiar to introduce him to the wondrous world of flings. The wraith hurried behind the dark-haired man, observing the movements of his gorgeous muscles as he played hard to get with him. By Volos, Holden was a magnificent man, one with boundless amounts of beauty under his name. Graced by fortune opposed to beauty enhanced via abilities and wrapped in innocence. Together, they sprinted through the grassy courtyard, passed patrolling guards and gardeners.
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Gradually, their pursuit led them towards a large tree maintained inside the castle grounds. The navy-haired wraith was getting closer and closer to his dearest Holden! He hoped to escort him back to his bedroom and have some adult playtime with the divine man. Then suddenly there was a shift in direction as Holden approached the tree. The feline familiar hastily grabbed a branch and began climbing up with the grace of a cat. The king slowed as he approached, staring up as Holden paused to glance down at him.
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The wraith scratched the back of his head, surprised, but avoiding anger. The panther familiar was really playing difficult with him.
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"God, Holden. You're playing hard to get," he began, a little out of breath before grinning. "But if this gets you in the mood, alright!"
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With that, Noah approached the tree, accomplishing a glance over. There were few instances where the wraith had climbed trees; especially since in his past life, he could fly. Slowly, he reached for the first branch, attempting to gain some footing to start the ascent. Foolishly, he believed hauling himself up the tree would be an easy task. Alas, on the initial step, his foot slipped and his cheek scraped against the bark. He backpedalled, a hand reaching for the minor injury to rub it. Silver eyes reanalyzed the situation as Noah realized, this would, unfortunately, be a more troublesome than he first thought.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] An omnipotent beauty, that is what Holden was in Noah's opinion. Somebody granted gorgeous looks from the gods themselves and imbued with endless amounts of innocence. Those qualities made the familiar attractive in this instance and kept the king's eyes locked directly on him. Magnificent dark locks with tinges of exotic purple framing a youthful and elegant face. What could anybody ask for in a man?! Every trait granted to Holden manifested the appearance of somebody with beauty beyond average. While others would state otherwise, Noah was absorbed by the concept.
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Each step Holden took backwards was matched by the long navy-haired man. He wanted to impress his familiar and persuade him into the comfortable realm of his bedroom for some intimate time. The gorgeous, innocent man was everything Noah wanted for the evening. A proper snuggle buddy and someone he can enjoy through a sexual endeavour were what the Dark King desired on this day. Suddenly, the man he craved to escort to his bed turned to escape his grasps. The navy-haired man's brow lifted in response to the abrupt action.
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Then a smirk lit Noah's face at Holden's decision to tease him. So the familiar decided he wanted to play hard to get? The thought was exhilarating for the wraith. Immediately, Noah began sprinting after Holden, hoping to capture him for their fun time.
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