[saber is frequent flier of breakfast, no matter the situation. he’s up early and always looking refreshed from a full night’s sleep, dressed in semi-casual but well-fitted clothing.

he lounges on the blankets, propped up on his elbow and munching on lobster sandwiches, then fruit cakes, several glasses of champagne, pause for a cigarette, and back to sandwiches again. watching saber eat is entrancing, only because he manages to put back so much with no hint at becoming full — he’s a bottomless pit.

sucking dessert crumbs from his finger, he glances at whoever is sitting across from him, brow arched, chin tipping toward their food.]

You gonna eat that?

option i:
[prone to gluttony and overindulgence, saber gets his hands on those pesky little eggs and snacks on as much as he desires, soon finding himself to be participating in the hunt. with his powers back in full swing, he’s got more than enough energy to outlast any woman he wants, and once he sets his eye on someone, they’re as good as caught. donning the mask of a clouded-leopard and a collar in his hand, saber doesn’t run, but walks into the forest instead.

the catch? he’s not hunting the prey first, he’s hunting the competition. he’s fast, relentless, and with a newfound wild heat in his belly that makes him even more violent than before. he doesn’t think twice about tackling an unsuspecting someone (and it could be anyone, man or woman) to the ground to overpower them, hands at their throat and insanity burning behind his eyes. men he’ll try to knock out or even kill and one thing for certain: his intent is absolutely malicious. for women it might turn into a fight of dominance, where their instincts override the need to win and he’s kissing them instead of killing them. he’ll want to fuck them into submission if the feeling is mutual.]

option ii:

[fights get his blood pumping, makes his dick hard. or maybe that’s the magic. saber acts on his instincts anyway, but never at this level of intensity. there’s a scent in the air that’s especially alluring, one that he follows and follows and follows. the need inside of him only grows stronger, he wants to find — has to find — a mate. he’ll chase until his prey is exhausted, used to pushing his own limits to get what he wants.

instead of beelining, he’ll cut through different paths and circle the woman who’s scent is so sweet he wants to swallow them up, finding her curled on the forest floor or perhaps cornered in a clearing. he’s panting and flushed, tipping his mask up to rest on his head. he grins, either crawling on top of his victim or pressing them up against a tree. his greedy tongue licks up their neck and his hands are everywhere over their soft skin, reaching down to cup their cunt, not yet pressing inside.]

Y’know, I’ve never really felt this way before. Have you? But you’re beautiful and I really wanna fuck you. I think I have to, sweetheart. Can I?

[his eyes are so dark it’s hard to tell how large his pupils are, but are they really paying attention to that when he’s massaging a finger over their clit and mouthing their neck?]

[much preferring a communal bath over writing letters or ruminating on the terrible things he's done. he holds no guilt or regret, and his motivations, as awful as they tend to be, are justified in his very reliable opinion. once waded into the water, people will notice that his body is free of scars, which might come to a surprise considering how he threw himself into every fight with the revenants that he could.

he'll tend to women as one would tend to someone holy, pouring water over exposed skin and combing hair away from their face. for hands prone to violence, they are gentle in these moments. his dimpled smile is reassuring, or what he's practiced to be reassuring. perhaps he spots an exposed scar, rubbing a thumb over the raised skin. he's close, has to be, voice lowered for intimacy. they could be alone for the way he's looking at her.]

Wanna tell me about it?

( open for any prompts if none of these vibe, from gen to ritual sex to w/e suits ur fancy, also god forbid if anyone has him fall in love w them but go for it. his opt-out is here. hmu at melusine4300 on disco or turnt if you’d like a closed starter/want to plot something specific! also if you want to interact but want to avoid certain kinks/etc, let me know what to avoid and we can work something out! ♥ )