Feyd Rautha Dune - Blog Posts

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Warning?: fluff to dark, thoughts of murder

Feyd loves to cuddle with you. He usually stays awake longer than you do so that he has more time to enjoy the moment. Especially when the nights are cold, he loves to hold you close to his warm body and stroke your soft skin with his fingertips. He loves your soft, relaxed sigh. That the brutal world is suspended for a moment, as if you two were the only living beings in the entire galaxy. Nothing and nobody could hurt you at this moment. He loves to run his nose over your hair. The scent of your shampoo and perfume makes him melt away.

And he would never say a word about it. He would never admit that he craves you. Greedy as fire for gasoline. He wouldn't say the three 'magic' words, his actions were to show you that he loved you. And if you didn't understand that, that would be your own problem. He could kill you here and now, you knew that. He knew that. It would be so easy for him to break your neck with a quick movement of his hand or slit your body open with your own swords. But he didn't do it. Not because he didn't want to. He would like to murder you almost every day. But he knew that he could no longer bite you. No more your sweet blood, no more your beautiful scent, no more listening to your calm breathing. Oh, how boring his life would be without yours in his hands…