DEMETRI
of the Volturi Coven
independent & private
multiship & multiverse
oc, au & crossover friendly
mun and muse are 20+
please read rules
before interacting
written by FAY
CHELSEA SPUN around and walked down the hall towards the large door leading
out
of the castle, simply assuming demetri would follower her.
‘ now then why do we not look for a discotheque? there must be some kids loitering around. and maybe we find some who have not ruined their blood with alcohol yet?‘
‘discotheque — such a mouthful word, don’t you think ?’
he followed, a half second behind her steps & a lingering smile on the edge of his lips.
‘ && how are we to play this game ?
i’m not so certain that my patience
will cooperate with if you are to give COMPLEX rules. ’
Conversations with Demetri tent to be filled with his almost intrusive charm, being used to his sugared words Chelsea simply smiled in return.
‘w o n d e r f u l !!! i was thinking about someone young and preferable italian maybe? just nothing pale and old like
those tourist we usually get served. ‘
‘ i prefer them young and fresh, flowers blooming on the spring of youth. so plump and juicy —– ’
unwanted thoughts clawed at his throat, tongue clad in venom most acidic. thirst screaming for the hunt.
‘ pick a place, my dear. anywhere other than here. ’
‘ would you care to join me for a little hunt? i tend to get a bit bored by heidi’s choice. ‘
‘ hmm… yes, i do believe so, too — i would never decline an offer to join a hunt especially when it came from a lovely lady. what is it that you CRAVE for, dear Chelsea ? ’
