ᅟᅟᅟᅟ‍𝓑𝙻𝙾𝙾𝙳 & 𝗚𝗨𝗧𝗦.ᐟ

is this your mercy﹖ is this your forgiveness﹖ you don't forgive like a saint, you forgive like a god.

whoa, that sounds a little kinky, el.

hello, miss elowen.

does he have his humanity? the 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 can be the judge of that.

“elowen,” he repeats, testing the sound of her name out loud, “kol.” he offers his name in return, since she's already guessed the latter part. “mere curiosity,” he adds as an answer to her question, “since you've clearly happened to anger some people.” he lazily gestures to

his expression shifts, blue eyes glinting with curiosity. “humor me,” he gives in, pulling himself up straighter once he deems that his work on the buttons is finished, “i am all ears.”

a chuckle rumbles in his throat as he slips his shirt over his head. “this is my place, darlin',” he explains, turning on his heel to fully face her, “what can i do for you?” he asks with a tilt of his head, fingers moving to tend to the buttons of his shirt.

“i'll take that as a compliment,” he muses, “and what would your name be, if that's not a secret?”

benson rolled his eyes, taking the blunt from her and would take a very long drag. the smoke leaving his lips and swirling in the air. “come on, you don’t think i’m that kind of guy, do you?” he teased her, exhaling out.

Delicious? Amazing?

…only if she’d like to.

would be fancy , wouldn't it ?

yeah , it was my back . It’s alright

i'd hate to be that guy .

“not just a werewolf?” brows furrow at that, giving the brunette another once over——as if she’s guessing in her head. “ … hybrid.”