Just for lucklessinlove

[iwiwal]

♥ Lust really likes the promise of this setup. A malleable homunculus is waiting to be born; so exciting. Dante has some errands to run, or so she said, which means Lust gets a sweet Havoc all to herself. The air is heavy and the lighting is old, buzzing, and low like mood lighting. Lust can hardly wait for her dear to rouse. Toys are less fun when they're limply tied to their chairs. The should be hard and struggling and screaming like good lovers.

She kneels by Havoc's chair and rests her chin on her arms over his lap as she waits for him to wake.