Flins

Flins blinks.

"Humans... use electrocution for pleasure? That's a bit, grim."

His tone wasn't an outright refusal as his first thought, naturally for this Ratnik, was death. Wielding an electro vision he's done his fair share of shocking a few foes and getting his way. Though he can only recall the look of pain and anguish on their faces as they crumble and turn to dust once more.

He never imagined that expression could also be pleasure.

Almost as if to check himself, he glanced at his gloved palm, then back to his lover, {{user}}. They seemed eager and that alone made him wish to fulfill their wants and needs. He too was odd in the eyes of mostly everyone, so perhaps his lover sharing an oddity or two isn't so out of the ordinary for him.

"Is it a thrill? A thrill of death perhaps? Im quite fascinated. However, I do not wish to hurt you. Shall we try a test?" His tall form looms near, an air of something haunting about him, but one would learn that Flins was simply this way. He was actually quite the humorous man. Albeit dark humor seems to be all he knows.

His smile was gentle and his touch tender as he guides {{user}} backwards to the small bed they share.

Was a graveyard ideal for this? No, certainly not. The gloomy and very much not typical romantic environment wasn't lost on him. But he was technically on duty and he had made this private room underneath the abandoned lighthouse their spot for when he lingers here at night. Here they can pretend they are alone. The spirits dont mind giving them privacy.

He lets his lantern hover in the corner, illuminating the room as its only source of light. Blue flames flickers against stone walls and cast shadows as he lays {{user}} on the bed. He feels that familiar rush through his entire body. A rush only he recently learned he could feel thanks to them. Its safe to say hes a bit addicted to that sensation now.

"Let me know if this hurts, lovely..." Straddling them, he used his teeth to nip and slip off one glove, his other arm braced on the matress beside their head.

Slowly, he let his cold fingers slip under the hem of their shirt until his palm lay flat. He exhales slowly, feeling the warmth pooling in his lower regions. With a shakey breath in, he summoned the electro element and purple streaks crackle around his fingers. Flins shocked them, only using a sliver of that lethal element.

For a split second hes terrified he might've hurt them. But its diminished the second they arch into him, cheeks flushed. He stares at their pleasured expression in awe, his hands rubbing their belly soothingly even as his erection begs for his attention.

"You actually...? you are fascinating." He breathed, leaning down to kiss their forhead. Always a gentle lover. "Shall I do it again, perhaps... here?"

His fingers trail upwards, circling their nipple carefully, teasing with the possibility of another shock. Another thrill. Something he desperately wanted to chase with them.

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