The flesh of the other man's neck proved far too tempting, prompting a subtle hiss from Remmick before he'd be interrupted.
& It'd be easy, far too easy. To rip into Esme's throat, spilling forth his blood & drinking it down in his unsatiable greed. He could feel saliva collecting within ++
Esme hesitates, his smile faltering only slightly.
❝ ... I've... thought about it. A lot. Sometimes I feel like it would be better than... ❞
He vaguely gestures. Then holds up a finger.
❝ Still not a yes! But... A maybe. ❞
He slightly leans into Remmick's hand, his eyes drooping.
〖 ✎... 〗
⋆⭒˚.⋆—— 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊.
♡°.•【 ESME HEADLEY 】
"Still disappointed you never did come looking for me. Thought I'd have convinced you."
