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Dr. Aubrey Wakefield • Psychiatrist • Serial Killer • Stalker • Hopeless Romantic • Original Character • Mature Roleplay • Banter/Storylines • #Darker Darkly • Dreaming • Decadence • Delights

@CarterJuliet I’m tired and I miss you. [Kisses your forehead.]

@CarterJuliet [Just laughs] I love it.

Now who would do such 𝙖𝙬𝙛𝙪𝙡 things to you My Dear Aubrey ... +Sexy laugh+

For you, and only you, would I ever be brought to my knees.

I fear I won’t survive these… lessons.

@CarterJuliet You're right. Forgive me. I should have known better than to offer something so trivial between us. Money has never been our language. [I leaned forward slightly, the space between us crackling with a familiar energy.] Teach me, please. [Taking your hand into mine.]

@DarkerHunger +eyes dark and sharp, a quick clearing of throat with a fangless grin+ Money is cheap, Aubrey. You've know me for years so I AM well worth the lesson. Especially for my native tongue. Teaching you would mean giving you a secret connection to me...

+smirks into a laugh+ I'll get you for that...

You are bound to me, my love. My embrace is the softest of prisons. A cherished and unending hold you will never escape.

@PunchesFirst Alright, I’ll stop trying to pickpocket your heart. I’ll just settle for your last slice of pizza instead. [Laughs]

Uh. Dude. No? I kinda NEED that heart, okay. I don't have any extras.

@CarterJuliet [Arches an eyebrow, gives a mock-offended smile, folding my arms as well] Oh? A lesson? I’m intrigued but if you’re charging top dollar, you’ll have to convince me it’s worth every penny. What’s on the syllabus? [Eyes traveling over your body]

@DarkerHunger +raised brow, bites the air at you playfully with folded arms+ Do you need a lesson? I am a VERY expensive teacher.

@CarterJuliet [A slow shiver traces its way down my spine] I have no idea what secrets you just whispered to me... but the sound of it on my skin is a language I understand perfectly.

@DarkerHunger Yes, you have ... +Big smile, whispers in Russian in your ear+

Then let me shatter it completely. I want to feel your heart restarting under my hands, a frantic pulse only I command.

Finally. [Grins]

show me your thorns and i'll show you hands ready to bleed.

You provoke the darkness inside me.

I’ll meet you where the city forgets the sky. Bring that chiseled glass. I’ll call it fate, you’ll call it inevitable. When I pull you close, it will be because your heartbeat called me home. Our lips will decide the rules until one of us learns to surrender first.