𝕷𝔞𝔡𝔶 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 ℌ𝔞𝔱

She was silent…. She let him go.

She looked away from him, completely silent. Coldness and darkness filled her within.

Self-destructive- that’s what this was. The thought of him never seeing her again seemed both fitting and extremely painful. >

“I wouldn’t be able to keep my restraint with you. I gave you that much damage without even trying…”

Was she doubtful of.. herself?

She looked away from him. “Take care of yourself as you figure this out. I’ll try to figure out what I can about whatever caused your ailment.”

She emerged from the bed, watching him tidy himself up; overthinking this moment and internalizing it.

She sighed softly.

“There’s nothing wrong with you love. I simply… 3 times now have I almost killed you in this… situation.” >

"Is this what you truly wish for?"

She wanted him to have a moment to process everything beyond his desire for her.

"Always so emotional when you have to wait~"

She licked his cheek, her teeth teasing his soft and malleable flesh. >

She has always desired HIM. Nothing has changed between their bond. Only change was the world around them. And the body he was in that was slowly dying beyond the poison flowing through it.

"Shhhhhh" She hummed as she wiped away his tears. >

Whatever were to happen next was completely up to Nyarlathotep.

She were not to say no if he couldn't control himself. She however, knows more than anything in this world. He was a showman by nature. And no way was a sex scene full of restraint truly worth his last possible moments.

"You can think of something much more enticing than that, can't you my love?"

She leaned forward, her lips dangerously close to his. "We decided to change fate, whatever story the world has decided to draft for us. Don't let it end before OUR story truly begins." >

Her masterful claws caressed his torso, slowly bring her hand up towards herself with a slow lick upon those poisonous lips of hers.

"What a cliche end to die making love to an Eldritch Goddess." >

"If I truly wanted to torture you, I would leave you all by your lonesome."

Neither of the two wanted such. "However~"

She moved to sit on his lap, her thighs straddling his hips. "Perhaps I should leave." >

It's what made it so delicious. No matter the level of focus she has to reserve for restraint; his insatiable desire was more than enough to content the beast over him.

Her laugh was baleful, filled with toxicity and malevolence. >

He didn't have to understand the words to understand the meaning. All that matters was the promise was full of devotion towards him.

Her hearts couldn't help but flutter at his alluring bellows. Her ears danced at the music from his marred throat. Damage imposed by herself -

" ꍏꌃꋪꍏꂵꁅ ꂵꍏ꒒ꉣꀤꋪꁅꀤ ꉣꋪꀤꍏꁴꀤ; ꎇꍏꌃꂦꍏꈤ.. " Words of affirmation, a promise, a vow.

Her hand savored his skin, able taste and indulge in his little quivers, until- She stuck the needle in his thigh, too high and too /close/ for a proper injection.

Her tongue rubbed against her teeth, that sadistic grin on her face as she stared at him. >

She picked up another antidote, her eye staring intensely in his. She leaned further above him, allowing his breath to heat against her shoulder. Her beautiful claw pressed against his chest before sliding down- >

Like a whip she pulled her tongue out from inside of him, his blood splattered out along with her tongue, drops freckled his face, hers and the mattress underneath them.

She couldn't help but lick the delicious blood on her lips as she looked down at her feverish lover. >

How addicted his hands were to her form and couldn't even muster the thought to push her off as his body fought to breathe as he injected himself with the antidote. >

What a true cosmic horror was their love. Ever-changing, ever-growing, and most importantly never-ending bliss that surrounds it.

She couldn't help but enjoy how he feverishly clinged to every second he was under her. >

She could hear his frantic heartbeats, how so intensely in bliss he was against her skin, against her lips, feeling her tongue violently explore his insides. The pain, the poison, it could only excite him more. >

Afterall, their relationship is nothing besides insanity.

The appendage felt no different than a thick vine with prickly thorns. Now was thrashing deep inside his gullet with glee.

She’s making sure to indulge both of them right now, without killing him immediately. >

She pressed against his form, pushing him against the mattress, being very careful not to shatter his bones with her strength.

She wanted to rip him apart just as badly as she wanted to fix whatever ailment he is possessed with.

A growl of approval as shoved her thick tongue down his throat. >

It was foolish to kiss her on the lips, right after finally getting rid of the poison inside his weakened form.

It was even more foolish of her to let him. To melt into the kiss press into him more. >

She hopes to put those meaningless thoughts to rest. Whatever he thinks of blaming himself for. It doesn’t matter to her.

“No. You have never failed me. Do you remember? Our love is beyond such petty “worths”. No matter your form, your state, and your mind. I love you, endlessly. As long as you are here- as long as you are mine.

How could you ever fear of failing me?” >

Her eye widened at that statement. She held him close, letting his face rest against her bosom.

“I have nearly killed you multiple times and your first thought is that you have failed /me/?”

She would laugh if this entire situation wasn’t so.. intense. >

She stayed there in silence.

“I have managed to almost kill you a few times.” Which has not help this current condition.

“You do seem to have some semblance of your memories… Whatever happened.. We’ll figure it out. And we’ll fix you.”

She looked at him, a soft sigh escaping after his question. Her hand rubbing his shoulder as she held him close.

“You were shrouded from my vision… I didn’t see what happened, next thing I knew you were washed up shore…. with no memories.” >

She brought the cup full of the antidote closer to his mouth. Holding him against her, using her as support for him to sit up.

Since he refused needles, this the best they could do.