"You won’t be needing that." One of the shadows appeared and wrapped around the staff, pulling it away from Jack. "It’ll only get in the way." The monster traced his clawed hand over the boy’s jawline. (what the hell is happening? xD)
(i think this is what people call roleplaying or something…?)
Jack grit his teeth. An almost uncomfortable heat emanated from the monster’s body, and he made one last grab for his staff before it was swept away by the tendrils of shadow. The young elf failed though, and then found his hands pinned to the hard wall.
Golden eyes bore down on him, and a forked tongue licked black lips in anticipation.
(well this is a turn of events. *suddenly feels very intimidated* *can’t rp*)
"Shhh." Pitch cooed the terrified boy. "I only intend on making you feel good." His tongue darted out licked Jack’s neck. "If you submit now it’ll hurt less afterwards." He breathed against the wet skin, grinning when the boy trembled.
(you’re not alone because how the hell do you even rp? SO before this turns too nsfw…)
The monster swooped in for a kiss and Jack acted on instinct. The cold core of his magic inside of him spread throughout his limbs and he brought his teeth down hard on Pitch’s lips. A hiss escaped the monster as ice spread across the wound and the shadows holding Jack still.
"Let me go." Jack ordered in as firm a voice as he could manage. The lustful look in Pitch eyes’ had receded somewhat, but the shadows still didn’t release him. The monster brushed the ice of his face and gave Jack a considering look.
"Tell me little elf, why should I? You wander into my home uninvited and expect to be treated like a guest? I think not."