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Bound in Chains


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Kevin

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Bound in Chains
« Reply #15 on: 08/18/2011 18:33 »
Not very often,

He said bluntly, with a mismatched smile. He knew underneath the calm, he was raging, and underneath that rage was a sensitive heart. He had long stuffed away his emotions. He had helped his mother and helped support his family until he was grown and his mother no longer needed his help, as more of his siblings had gotten out of the nest. He, too, felt awkward as Naamah moved away from him. He had had thoughts of Hina, not Naamah and it was confusing for him.

His ears perked up as she said his name. She told him she didn't, and couldn't, care about the other angel. Nox thought of them as being pretty much the same. Angels and devils, not the two females, for they certainly were not. But it was like having two girlfriends. He didn't sleep around, in fact, the two being the only females he had had much to do with for quite awhile. The most interest anyway. It was dangerous, exciting .. He wondered, too, how could he be the one that got to lay with the two of them? But he feared that Naamah would just use him up, use any man she could and would choose a richer or more powerful demon over him. A better mate.

Why does it have to be like that? I think the world is big enough for the two of you .. Love can hold lust .. Lust can lead to love ..

He blathered, or was it? Was it? There were truths in his words. He frowned as she spoke of his son, curling into himself.

He needs a mom..

Nox thought he'd sound pathetic and he got up in a rush, pacing the bedroom floor. He stretched his wings.

Do you wish to leave here?

It felt stuffy and congestive.

I don't sympathize..I think she's insane.. I feel... I don't feel much. I am not a 'feeling' creature.

He admitted. He looked at his nails.

I was going to ruin myself. Everything you feel you do to yourself. I'm so glad I'm young enough to realize it before I turned myself into any of the older demons I know. Even some of those that are not so aggressive or cruel, I still wouldn't want to be, even though I think we are the same. I liked talking to her, even though it was driving me mad... I'm sorry.

She spoke of his sexuality. Even Hina was attracted to him.

She didn't ruin me and I won't say she saved me.

True, he'd wanted to copulate with Hina on a more normal level besides forced. He'd wanted her, and to have another woman walk out naked into his arms had been strange to him. He was trying to protect himself.

Well he is here ... My crossbreed will soon be here.

He watched her scoot away. In a way he felt he needed her kind words. Nox moved closer to her, a smoke ring billowing from his full lips. He nuzzled his head against her collar bone, a subtle kiss given. He held her at her waist.

Touch me..Please

He knew he was somehow distracting himself from his issues. He kissed on her neck and ran his strong hands over her neck and body. He sucked on her nipples and stroked her belly. He started to get off the bed but he looked to her, needing some kind of encouragement, needing it. It was like he'd been burned badly before, or maybe the guy was just really smart. Either way, he wanted some kind of emotional security from her. He was scared of her fallen virtue. So subversive, inverted... He spread her legs with a push of a clawed hand and held them apart. Gently. Forcefully. And he began to give her pleasure. Trying not to think too much about what he was doing. She was growing on him ... Infecting him, all he could do was surrender, submit. Let her take over, see how long she could last, how long she could survive him.
our oddity is the real thing
bloodless and numb,
we orbit the sun
(you're screaming because there's nothing left for you to say)

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« Reply #16 on: 09/11/2011 22:57 »
His blue orbs caught the look upon her face, her smile as he lay there kissing at the marks he had inflicted. His tongue flicked over the wounds, drinking up some of the blood and playing in the punctures, a playful look upon his face as his strong arms held her in his embrace. Being a demon, and a rather intuitive male, he felt her awkwardness, and he tried not to let him feel awkward. Her voice came and he nodded, though he didn't let her go, his hold only loosed upon her shimmering white scaled figure in his arms.

Go ahead, rest.

He murmered against her breasts, then moved to give her some more space. She seemed to slip deeply into her mind like Hina did. Nox often wondered what happened when the two females did this. He wondered what they saw behind their eyes, within themselves. He tried to see but something was blocking it. Somewhere he was not meant to transgress. He figured it to be God or the Heavens, the great divide not letting him in on whatever was going on in there.

He bit his lip, drawing blood and shifted slightly. Nox kept thinking of the child. As Naamah rested inside herself, or that was what she said she was doing, the male kept going over and over how he would raise his son. He had took care of younger demons, but this would be his full responsibility. He wanted to be a father. Months ago he'd never have dreamed of it, but he liked both Naamah and Hina. He really didn't want either of them to hurt each other, truth be told. But him giving in to his lusts, to seeing the creature, the beautiful being of lust, he had caved like most males would. Did it make him feel weak? Did it make him feel like gloating with power and strength?

But the child .... Hina would be a mother, had he done something horrible without thinking? But he found Hina to have numerous problems with herself. She just needed to let herself be, to really be herself and sort of stand out on her own. She worried about the other angels but Nox thought she was meant to stand out. The angel of love, how special, she deserved to stand out but yet she tried to conform herself to what was expected of her. She needed to show God that she was something that could destroy everything. Her forces even more powerful than theirs. Nox decided he would help her. He wanted to help her.

He knew he had been an immature male and he'd probably done it again. He knew that he had. Nox never said he was perfect. A lot of what was wrong with him he knew was existential or residual.

Moments passed, and he slipped from the bed, about to take a shower ... but she spoke up and he turned to her, a brow arching at her words that Hina was asking about such a thing. He thought about a for a second, a look crossing his face. She knows He thought, even if she may not know. How stupid could he be? They share a body. He was horrible, he was meant to be horrible. He tried to convince himself. Could he change? Then he remembered Naamah's words of Hina getting to him ....

Yes,

A bond connected him and Naamah and he transported them to an island ... an island with nothing but beautiful rare species of birds and other exotic creatures, hardly tainted by humans at all, though there were some natives who lived upon the island, probably deep asleep by this time. He walked along the sand, beneath a palm tree. A small boat lay overturned in the sand.

I hope that this is ok,

He smiled lightly, his toothy grin exposed to the moonlight overhead. His clawed feet went into the waters, his blue gaze overlooking the spears that lined the shore. He took hold of one and started to search for the shapes of the fish under the blue light of the moon into the depths .... striking at such speed. It may have been something to do, something to do with his hands as he pondered what was going on with the girls. A speared fish was on the end of the stick, it's mouth gaping and eyes rolling. A few others were caught. An appetizer. Maybe he'd terrorize the villagers, maybe not. With a flick of a claw, the bonfire was started and the fish started it's cooking process after he'd cleaned them.
our oddity is the real thing
bloodless and numb,
we orbit the sun
(you're screaming because there's nothing left for you to say)

 

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