DANCE WITH THE DEVIL TONIGHT

The way she moves is uncanny, it is no surprise that she has lured Carnifex in with her wiles. But they will not work on me. I am here for only one reason and I’ll be damned if I miss my golden opportunity.

Predatory eyes remain trained upon her smaller figure as she speaks, the red flecks within them gleaming in an electrified manner. I could only play this a certain way for so long, my desire for revenge weighing heavily upon me and the utterly irresistible perfume emanating from her dark form dragging me further down this mental abyss. It was so many years ago – when I had first abandoned Moladion with my father – but a grudge kept by an Exotican is one that never dies. Carnifex should know that well enough to have never messed with me.

A brief mumble of agreement is offered as she talks of the cold water though with my superbly thickened coat it was of no issue. The poor gal was just not equipped for biting winters here, I say. We’ll let Carnifex deal with that issue though. I do not wish to keep her warm by any means. She saunters away from me with a devious smile thrown back for good measure and it is at this moment that I take what has been so graciously handed to me on a silver platter. ”I certainly can assist you, m’lady.” I speak in a charming manner, betraying nothing of my wicked intentions as I follow after her. As her pretty little face turns back around and my larger self closes in upon her space I instinctively raise upon my hind legs to mount her, forelegs wrapping around her waist and gripping tightly as my weight comes down upon her back.

My jaws spread as I grasp for the folds of flesh upon her nape and begin my dastardly deed. Her aroma is intoxicating, her minute form nearly collapsing beneath the immense size of my own, yet I must ensure that she has no chance to worm her way out of the situation. Any retaliation is met with gnashing teeth and a harder grip until I am finished with her. Before I release my clenched teeth upon her skin I whisper darkly into her ear, ”Send that message to your boy toy, kitten.” With a forcible heave I leave her company, not even caring to look back upon her as she surely stands in righteous anger and anguish. He will come for me, that I know, but I do not fear my dear cousin.

devil of hyperion x fiera | thirteen years | aaliyah's taunt | no one's commitment | vagrant