[ for a second, archer sees nothing but the halos of angels, all exploding in glorious bursts of golden treasure chests. but then cruel reality settles in, and he realizes that isn't what just happened. instead...
look, sometimes the perfect screen cap appears at the perfect time to use it, and it's impossible to resist. that's fate.
perhaps if both of them knew they'd actually been engaging in necrophilia this entire time (is it necrophilia if they're both dead?), things would have gone very differently. probably not, but it's kind of an interesting thought. though wow... if he knew he'd just been compared to decadus, things would probably get ugly. or uglier. who even knows at this point. ]
Punishment? Is that what this was? [ he tilts his head to the side, giving a slight shrug of his shoulders. any sense of decency or propriety he'd had before is long gone; this is just the kind of person this woman is. all the same, he turns his gaze away from her parted legs and pulls his own pants back up hastily. though his clothes are a mess too, he can take some comfort in the fact that he should wake up from this soon enough no worse for wear. ]
...that's a strange thing to split hairs about. [ if they'd built their loft bed earlier, there would be a pillow. alas, the proper flags were not met to reach the True End. ] At least it seems the blizzard outside is subsiding. How convenient.
[ is it just a coincidence that as soon as they finish the storm finally breaks? who knows. it's not as cold in here anymore either... and not just because of what they'd just been doing. admittedly, his body is still more than heated up enough right now, but it appears they might actually make it out of this place in one piece. ]
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look, sometimes the perfect screen cap appears at the perfect time to use it, and it's impossible to resist. that's fate.
perhaps if both of them knew they'd actually been engaging in necrophilia this entire time (is it necrophilia if they're both dead?), things would have gone very differently. probably not, but it's kind of an interesting thought. though wow... if he knew he'd just been compared to decadus, things would probably get ugly. or uglier. who even knows at this point. ]
Punishment? Is that what this was? [ he tilts his head to the side, giving a slight shrug of his shoulders. any sense of decency or propriety he'd had before is long gone; this is just the kind of person this woman is. all the same, he turns his gaze away from her parted legs and pulls his own pants back up hastily. though his clothes are a mess too, he can take some comfort in the fact that he should wake up from this soon enough no worse for wear. ]
...that's a strange thing to split hairs about. [ if they'd built their loft bed earlier, there would be a pillow. alas, the proper flags were not met to reach the True End. ] At least it seems the blizzard outside is subsiding. How convenient.
[ is it just a coincidence that as soon as they finish the storm finally breaks? who knows. it's not as cold in here anymore either... and not just because of what they'd just been doing. admittedly, his body is still more than heated up enough right now, but it appears they might actually make it out of this place in one piece. ]