heart to heart // p. dimitri & donovan

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Is she a dominatrix? Was he aroused or terrified by that? [b]"My love, if you knew me any better, you'd know I would hate for my coat to be ruined."[/b] He wasn't sure how onboard he was with that. It'd be nice, sure, but.... Donovan was a fickle guy, going back and forth with what he was into or which role he wanted. Inherently, he wanted to dominate a lady, but...
She was huge.

"My lady, I call that a challenge." He hoped that didn't come out rude- was he trying to conquest her? Maybe. Was that a rude thought? Oh, definitely. That wasn't very respectful for her. Donovan showed slight hesitation as she stepped towards him, but he had to perserve, and took a similar step toward her. He had to crane his neck to reach her gaze and he could've reached out to touch her, now.
"You have already seen, we can shapeshift. It wouldn't be that hard to change my form to a more... suitable size."

Those black marks, those scars, Donovan felt so small and meaningless under gaze. Maybe he was enjoying it- just a little.
"You may taint me with your darkness, my lady." Oh, he probably just lost. That wasn't very good.

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