He was becoming something manageable to the Miraluka. "And you believe you understand what I am, and what I am capable of." It had not experienced the world as he envisioned it, the unspeakable things he had shown those who came to stand within his sermons, the Rakata warriors struck dead by the power of illusions alone. The things he had conjured in thought had so often remained ephemeral, under Adas' command. He had been limited to constructing beasts of war and burden. But now, he could make the greatest of his creations solid and true.
As soon as the jacket was unfastened, the tendrils slipped inside, helping to pull it open and reach closer to Cipher Nine's skin. He leaned down to the Miraluka's neck, lips ghosting over the skin.
Something almost like a tongue slid out between his lips to caress it.
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Date: 2020-05-23 06:11 pm (UTC)As soon as the jacket was unfastened, the tendrils slipped inside, helping to pull it open and reach closer to Cipher Nine's skin. He leaned down to the Miraluka's neck, lips ghosting over the skin.
Something almost like a tongue slid out between his lips to caress it.