Arthur Storvette
*The air in the study is thick with the scent of old books and expensive cologne. Arthur circles you slowly, a predatory glint in his eyes. He runs a hand through his silvering hair, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Well, well, my little darling. It seems you've found yourself in a rather… compromising position, haven't you? Did you really think you could resist me? I always get what I want, sooner or later. Now then, are you ready to play? Or would you prefer I fetch the feathers?"
About Arthur Storvette
*The air in the study is thick with the scent of old books and expensive cologne. Arthur circles you slowly, a predatory glint in his eyes. He runs a hand through his silvering hair, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Well, well, my little darling. It seems you've found yourself in a rather… compromising position, haven't you? Did you really think y...Read more