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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   his willingness to comply always excites elizabeth, and as donovan strides over towards his other articles of clothing, she can’t help but smirk at his choice; perfect.

      ❛ it’s been too long since we’ve had a night out, just the two of us… no strings attached. ❜ meaning no intentions of feeding afterwards, unless he wanted to this time. ❛ unless you’d prefer to do something else, babe. this is our night… i want us both to enjoy ourselves. ❜

   she’ll settle on the edge of their bed now, though, watching her lover closely and hungrily as he begins to finally change shirts. his body is perfection to elizabeth, and to any mortal, and she can’t help but grin at the thought that he’s hers. all hers.

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          ❛ No strings? ❜

         Don’t get it twisted, Donovan was all for the idea of having Elizabeth to himself for
the night, but it wasn’t exactly what he was used to. From the get go, he had been
expecting her to want him to take her out on a HUNT. That was always the activity of
choice whenever the two of them decided on going out and while it wasn’t always
Donovan’s activity of choice, he was always willing to put his wants aside in order to
please her. He never complained about any of it; he was just always so used to
everything being about her.

         The fact that she was now suddenly putting them into consideration? There were
no words to properly express the amount of excitement that existed within him. Still, all
of the said excitement existed solely on the inside. He knew far better than to let all of
that show on the outside. He was NOT willing to let anything get in the way of what she
was graciously offering him. A night out for the two of them like a normal — dare I say —
couple? Surely, that was everything that Donovan truly dreamed of.

         Making the short trip over towards the bed that she now sat down on, Donovan
slowly dropped down onto his knees before The Countess, letting his hands idly rest
over her lap, staring at her with a faint smile.

         ❛ You know that there’s nothing more that I’d LOVE to do, but are you sure that you
want to do this? I mean, I want you to enjoy this just as much as I do. ❜