Posted on December 14, 2025 at 10:21:02 PM by W I † C H E
† recite your prayers in the dead of night †
She feels him melt beneath her touch, like butter spread across a hot slice of golden toast. It would have brought a twisted smile to her face had her mouth not been occupied at the time. It’s a moment like this that proves the dark beast isn’t entirely untamable. That it may be possible for a conniving seductress to mould and manipulate him to their will. As it was with all men that were motivated by such basic desires. But Lucifer is not that type of man. He is fortunate that Witche is simply not that intelligent to use her feminine wiles against him and nor is she stupid enough to attempt it. She watches as his ears pin back into his dark locks of mane. She sees the flash of his bared teeth between his black lips. Her chest reverberates to the deep guttural sound that he emits. The Demon king is several times her height and weight. Not to mention he has proven himself on the battlefield on numerous occasions. He could crush the diminutive Welara mare beneath his hooves as easily as he could trample a daisy. But Witche does not cower from his burning crimson gaze. The pair of them were fire on fire. Witche flicks her own ears into the white drapes of her mane to muffle his booming voice. She narrowed her eyes in defiance as he dug his hooves into the earth. Was he coiling in preparation to strike at her? ‘Do it then’, her eyes dared him as she glared up at him as he raised his head above her. She could see his black skin twitching and the anger smoldering in his eyes. Any moment now she was going to feel his wrath and then she would burn him to ashes. As Lucifer rears onto his hind legs she instinctively mirrors his movements. If she was going to be hit she was at least going to be a moving target. “Well if you didn’t lose me then she would have been born here!” She shrieked at the top of her lungs. It was an emotional attack, one that she planned would throw off his aim. As they landed she met his bared teeth with her own. Instead of hitting her he asks for their daughters name. Really? Did that information really matter? After a few moments Witche shook the tension from her tense frame when she sensed the moment of danger had passed. “Magika,” she eventually answered his question. Rolling her shoulders she started walking past her king and towards the oasis. Her throat was rather parched after screaming at him. She couldn’t understand why he was so angry. The filly was in no danger. No doubt she was probably being ignored, just as she had been for months on end. “Oh, and Lucifer,” she paused after she had put some distance between them. Looking back at him over the rounded edge of her withers she added, “Lose me again, and next time I won't return.” She threatened with a serious expression upon her face. W I † C H E mother to magika (x lucifer)  |
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- You’re playing my game now. - By LUCIFER December 15, 2025 at 02:02:18 AM
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