intimate moment that held them both. If he were to ease on her neck and move, he could further lean in to kiss her again.
But he wants her submission.
"Let me hear that purr again, dear Amelia... Show me that you wish to be mine.."
That grin remained as he pressed against her again, persistent.
my life taken by mine own hand... There you are again, in my eyes, to hear that purr of yours when we lock eyes..." His tone is lower. He's leaning closer, thumb and fingers pressed up against her windpipe.
His hair is like curtains, draped past her head and to the table as if to demand an
leg. He's pressed against her, pelvis to pelvis. He'll remain, just as a dare to her that he wasn't backing down, and in hopes neither was she.
"All I ever have done is controlled you. I guided your path to me each and every time, stayed your weapons in foolish attempts to defeat me, and even after
"Oh?" There was something a tad more sinister than usual in that. A twisted, wicked grin to match it, Zenos leaned in close to Amelia. His stature was always greater, so shadowing her from above was nothing new.
The hand at her thigh shifts to reach below and grab until her knee to lift up the
The squeeze is great once again, a showing of no mercy against them.
"You are wasting time. You only have so many ribs that I can go through. I would find myself going through the rest of your bones if I must, so your clock is ticking. Finish your previous sentence."
i fulfilled my wants and desires of the power that i took. this world we exist in has powers beyond the means of many, and if you want that power, you will simply have to claim it yourself.
if you want your aether back, you will have to kill me for it. but we both know you are incapable of a task.
"Food for thought, then. I appreciate your earnest answer."
He stands and listens, neutral. Her insight is useful to him, curious of his own thoughts on the matter. He can't say it has *never* crossed his mind, his own family to create, but there has been no need, no desire, no wants for it.
Lost in his thoughts.
He eventually nods, crossing his arms.
"Go on. Speak. Have you fallen so far from this pompous attitude that you cannot yet withstand by hold?"
An adjustment of his arms. He was planning to do the same thing against to another set of ribs if he felt like it. Holding.
A nod. As expected.
"It is hard to imagine you settling down, anyhow. You have so much fire within you yet unquelled. Could you see that future? When all is said and done, would you ignore the next chance of an adventure and lay with the life building a new family instead?"
for someone so pathetic, entitlement is brimming within you something fierce. is it because you are a shell of what you once were? that your hideous attempts at conjecture fall flat when you speak to me, a league above you?
even with your aether returned, what worth would you possess? what value?
"Hm. And is that a good thing? I am aware of where you once hailed, but I do not believe we made any discussion on the stance of a family furthered." Crossed arms.
are you powerless? unable to defend yourself from my retaliation? do you believe you are deserving of the aether simply because it is yours? what power shall you maintain if you cannot even dare to contest me.
i am who i am. and shall continue to live as i am.
A pat to her head.
"Purposeful. I made jest of your lack of an egg as a means that you were incapable of procuring a child. Though, I suppose I am unaware if making a baseless joke holds any means of validity."
if you attempt to take the aether from me once again, i will be forced to administer an action to immobilize you to ensure you will not continue your feeble attempts.
if that is a route you wish to take, by all means, go ahead and try once more.
He looks at the camera. Shaking his head, jabbing a thumb in her direction, gesturing "get a load of her" to no one but the imaginary camera.
Looking back at her. "If that is what you so desire but once more, I do not lay eggs. Unless you believe I am a full-fledged dragon, then you should know."
"You could never best me, and I bested the very wretch that deemed themselves worthy enough to possess mine body. No Ascian shall ever stand above me, for I am simply better."
This declaration came with a far more crushing grip, intent to harm.
"Pity. No hopes to bear offspring with the deprivation of eggs." A purposeful misunderstanding of her words. He feigns a sad frown as if mournful.
\Once more. With feeling.\
"Though it begs the question. Suppose I said yes: what should you do with such information? Do you have use for knowing? Could it be... You are experiencing something similar, wanting comradery in a shared experience?"
\Slapping her hand away.\
"I am a man of many things. But no. I do not do that."
i do not see how that is any of your business.
"Would you care to find out yourself?"
it was used very well, actually. not wasteful at all.
❥
and why would you be owed such a thing from me.
"What an odd thing to say."
then i need not make you wait any further, now should i.
\A quiet hum before his hands move to begin disrobing her, needing only to guide her body for her, the last signs of being gentle.\
after all, protest is only your strong suit when you are capable of speech before you are left a mess.
