man down
01-19-2017, 08:42 AM
And so, there was no hope for either of these lost souls. Inhabited by the rage that had consumed him, Elias' conscience was far to disconnected to stop him from his instinctual demand for her obedience. As she tossed the raven out of harm's way, it only further infuriated him that his efforts were for nothing in that regard, but a new desire caught his attention as he felt her tail lift and hit his hip. It was a desire that stirred his heart, made him light-headed and made the echoing sound of Katar's haunting laugh in his ears ring eternal.
Just as he did with Zuriel, it was Katar's body that he envisioned as he sank his teeth into her neck and held her down. He forced his weight on her as Katar cooed, beckoning for him to continue. He seemed to lose most of his desire to hurt her, his hold on her hips firm but gentle providing she did not struggle. Why was it that he could only feel so connected to Katar in these instances? Why did it always have to be these poor fragile women?
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When he pulled away from her body, he had already had time for his adrenaline to run it's course through his body. Reality crept up on him once again, and he was left in a sea of emotion most bittersweet. Katar was quiet, his mind was quiet except for his consuming sorrow. He took a few steps away from her, unable to look at her or even listen to a word she had to say, had she said any at all. He could only muster up enough strength for a few words before he left her there, in the middle of his little mine field of traps. "I'm sorry." It was up to Apollyon to help her now.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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