ForeverMischievous
Star
- Joined
- Jul 29, 2011
The halls of Le Miserable, was silent as always. Only the silent sound of footsteps, ever tainted this perfect silence. La'croix preffered his halls this way. Silent and oblivious, to the noisey streets, of the nearby city of Paris. The noises of this worlds humans, was getting to his nerves, so he build his walls thick and strong. This way, the noises inside would'nt leave either. Perfect for someone like him.
La'croix had felt himself delving into urges, he didn't usually posses. Urges to be pleased. Urges that needed sateing. Lust. If La'croix had not been this old, he would'nt even know what urge this was. Yet he had felt it before. Yet never have he had someone to sate them upon. But now, he did.
La'croix' delicate fingers spread out upon a heavy door, opening it with ease, to the chamber containing his newest captive. He had'nt caught her, a faithfull minion had. Nevertheless, she was now locked in this room, for the first time, meeting her new Master. As the door was opened, La'croix' red eyes shined inside the dim lighted room, only with some moonlight, shineing through a window, not lighting up his dark, slim figure.
La'croix had felt himself delving into urges, he didn't usually posses. Urges to be pleased. Urges that needed sateing. Lust. If La'croix had not been this old, he would'nt even know what urge this was. Yet he had felt it before. Yet never have he had someone to sate them upon. But now, he did.
La'croix' delicate fingers spread out upon a heavy door, opening it with ease, to the chamber containing his newest captive. He had'nt caught her, a faithfull minion had. Nevertheless, she was now locked in this room, for the first time, meeting her new Master. As the door was opened, La'croix' red eyes shined inside the dim lighted room, only with some moonlight, shineing through a window, not lighting up his dark, slim figure.