Date: 2015-11-23 01:09 am (UTC)
phouka: (Default)
From: [personal profile] phouka

Phouka held him close to his bare chest and left Wily's flat to go to his own. The door wasn't locked, it never was.

Inside everything was tidy, in its place. The whole flat was decorated in jewel tones and various textures. The curtains were purple damask, the sofa black plush, rugs of blood red and sapphire blue, pillows of purple and saffron. It smelled of incense and spicy food.

And then Phouka took him in the bedroom where the bed was made up and all his clothes clean and hung in a neat fashion.

"Now what shall we use for a bed for you?" he asked, humming to himself.

This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

If you are unable to use this captcha for any reason, please contact us by email at support@dreamwidth.org

Profile

winter_wisp: (Default)
Winter Wisp

March 2023

S M T W T F S
    1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031 

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 23rd, 2025 03:26 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios