The Proper Role-Play

"Oh won't you now?" I ask, continuing my kissing of your neck, until I get to that one spot... And keep kissing it.

 

"If I give in will you release your grip?" I murmur pain cracking my words.

 

"Is that pain I hear? Am I causing you pai-" my good side cones out for a bit, my dark side losing focus, "Yes I am, you idiot. And, perhaps." My dark side says mischievously.

 

"You aren what?" I attempt to growl or even make a threatening sound but only a hoarse rasp leaves my mouth tumbling over my lips.

 

"Nothing." My dark side says. "Giving in or not, Tessy?"

 

"Fine... For now I give in..." I hiss softly.

 

I smile, kissing you once more, hard this time. "Like that, Tessy?" I ask in between breaths of kissing you.

 

I shake my head no "I'm only Doing this so you'll let go of me." I state flatly. My eyes are clenched shut as your dark aura fazes into mine causing pain to my scars.

 

"Aw, thar hurts" I say sarcastically, pulling away from you. "I don't get how my other side loves you." My dark side hisses.

 

"I don't know. Not even I know." I retort sarcastically and tries escaping your grip again. Damn it! Not working....

 

I push you away. "Ask him when he comes back. Make that: IF he comes back." I laugh and walk to the helm.

 

I sit down gripping my ribs, gritting my teeth as his aura still lingers in the room "Erk...."

 

I hear Tess complaining from the other room and I can't take it anymore, the darkness all around me. "She's right, it IS disgusting!" I say, then I begin putting the nicest thoughts in my own mind, trying to trap the other side again in my mind. It works.

 

I fall down, the room reeking. "Euch. Stupid other side.." I knock on Tess's door. "Hello?"

 

I stand, opening the blade causing it. The blade the Orc had given me long ago. I feel as the darkness surges up my arm but practically feeds the scar.

 

* opening the memory box, grabbing the sword That is

 

I sigh and open the door. "It reeks of him in here. Get out, please.. His aura makes good people do bad things.." I say to you.

 

I breathe in through my nose and turns, looking at Smighter as I fully form into an obsidian wolf and I grin.

 

I roll my eyes. "I am not him, anymore." I say, backing up a little bit.

 

"Do you remember me, Smighter? Do you remember Narikio, attacking you?" the voice seems to whisper to you (Geh. In the other RP. I treat it like my past.)