HOVER.

Indie & Selective canon American Horror Story: Hotel rp.

donovan.

Heavy nsfw / triggering content.

Mun & Muse are 21+.

Multiverse, Multiship, OC & crossover FRIEDNLY.

Written by Teresa.

tracking: iintravenovs

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          Words coming to fruition on the tip of his tongue, providing a prudent fix for the wounds she had been left with by men && women alike. ( Never would she be a second choice— never would she dole out her love only to have it rejected. && Donovan could never love another like he did her, perhaps that is what made her heart pump faster, now. ) She places icy cold lips to his, a hand flattening against his jawline as if to cup his face tenderly. She is not a woman known for soft words, for expressions of gratitude && appreciation. But she will give him this one piece of herself that she has to offer. ( No matter the size of her heart that has shriveled up, left out for too long && dried out until it becomes useless to those who require hard evidence of her devotion— he would have to make do with the few karats she had left. )

                ❛ You’ve always had a way with words that I cherish, did you know that Donovan? Even at the risk of sounding like a lovestruck teen— there is only little I wouldn’t do for you if you asked me to. ❜

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        She had him completely wrapped around her perfectly manicured finger. Donovan
was well aware of the fact himself, but to be completely honest, he didn’t mind any of it.
Sure, Elizabeth could have ordered him to jump and he would simply respond by asking
how high with the utmost display of obedience. Say what you will about it, but to him;
that was nothing more than a sincere display of LOVE. There were no limits when it came
to the things that he was willing to do to assure her that he loved her in ways that no one
else before him ever did and no one but him ever would. He was hers completely and the
same applied the other way around; she had his loyalty for all of ETERNITY, whether she
wanted it or not.

       However, that wasn’t even a question worth asking at this point. The Countess
seemed more than content with having Donovan by her side and just merely that fact
alone was enough to provide the dark haired men with an exceptional amount of joy; joy
that easily went unmatched. The tender kiss on his lips and her soft touch against the
JAWLINE that she so admired was undeniably BLISSFUL. Sure, the two had their sex —
probably as much as the typical human being has water — but there was just something
about the small displays of affection that Donovan yearned for. Perhaps it was because
he was proving everyone wrong in thinking that Elizabeth would never feel anything for him.

       Surely enough, it would be the laughing stock who has the last laugh.

       ❛ That’s what I’m here for; to give you what you want. That’s the reason why you
MADE me, is it not? ❜

       The back of his own hand now worked its way up to gently and lovingly brush against
the side of her cheek. Blue eyes locked onto a green pair as a soft smile slowly worked its
way onto his expression as he went on to give his head a soft and slow shake.

       ❛ All I want is you, baby. All I NEED is you. ❜

 #fewkarats  #▌┋❛ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒᶰ’ᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ( replies )  #he's 2 in luv 2 care tb  #tbh*