[M]Welcome to the freak show
02-05-2017, 04:33 AM
Her eyes upon him were hard to ignore. It raised a primal urge in him, one that made him want to rip into her. He wanted nothing more than to taste her, but their agreement would not allow for it. He had taken notice of her scars, they made her out to be what she was to him. She was a warrior, a hunter of all things predatory, each nick and scratch could tell him a tale. He could listen to their silent stories easily. He knew all about her kind, though not her.
His own body held but one scar, a thick angry line across his chest. Hair didn't grow there any longer, leaving the line for all to see. It was the one that told the story of a monster, one he knew well but didn't care to share. It was the man he knew as father that had left it there, it was the last lesson he had learned from the man, to never feel anything for another again, as they would only betray you. He had killed the man that day, taken his role as demon king as well. It was his destiny as the largest and strongest of his father's children, not to mention the only one left, such was his own doing. He had started to cull the weak from the flock by exterminating and devouring them. Such feats had made his father proud.
His red optics watched as she took an offensive stance and that caused a snap inside him. He had been thus far interested in her but he had known it would only be so long before she caused him to snap. He was a dangerous man with no control over his rage. Little things often set him off. His lips peeled back and his mouth opened wide, revealing each dagger to her. The sound that came in that moment was both demonic and angered. His eyes narrowed upon her. His hackles lifted and his ears pressed back into them. Body lifted completely to his full height and his tail did the same in his own dominance. She had no clue that by trying to dominate him she would cause the beast to want to prove it's superiority to her.
His eyes showed everything, the uncontrollable rage running rampant on the usually stoic man's face. Maw wrinkled as she pushed and he pushed back. His face was held down cast as he stood taller than her and thus had to look down at her. He was ready to force her to bow to him, but words from her malicious maw caused enough of a pause as he waited for her to continue her speech before he even considered moving. The peace between them was a fragile piece of glass, so paper thin and ready to break. He was ready for it to break apart, his daggers sharpened for the war of hunting her.
His features only smoothed once she accepted his terns and he gave a stiff nod. He dared not turn his back to her though. He gave a snort at her joke. "Quasi oblita vero contumeliam mea intelligentia. Quamvis verum sit amet debes oblitus tantum victui meo necessaria." his voice was rougher this time, more angered, demonic even. He cared not if she threw a temper tantrum or if she even got a hint of what his anger was like. He wasn't about to explain his problem to her either. He didn't give two shots if she figured it out either. He was a quick to anger male that was a beast when it came down to muscle and brains. His moods could change at any given moment as well. She could either figure out what caused the shift herself or continue to trigger them and test her luck with him.
When she gave her name to him he gave another nod and watched her now with relaxed yet dominate features. He was far from concerned. He took deep breaths and focused on calming himself down, reminding himself that this bitch was nothing to him if he killed her, but if he let her live she could prove useful. After almost a minute he was lowering his tail to a relaxed position again while she ate. A deep breath came from him like a sigh and he turned then, his right side to her now, eyes out the window at the gathered murder. Words passed his lips to give her a quick rundown of the home he would be building. "I intend to make a home for those like us, hunters and superior beings, at the top of the hierarchy. Females are to be treated with respect unless they do not fall into the category of you and I, should they not they are merely there to amuse me, either with their bodies or whatever I tell them to do. Should they resist or become no longer of use to me or my council, they shall be labeled as free food for any. Any that seek to trespass also fall under this category. Pups not birthed by those of my top females such as yourself will be given to them and their new mother's will be charged with raising and training them as they see fit. The laws are still up in the air for now, otherwise remain slack." he went over everything he could think of before looking back to her, awaiting any input or questions she might have.
His own body held but one scar, a thick angry line across his chest. Hair didn't grow there any longer, leaving the line for all to see. It was the one that told the story of a monster, one he knew well but didn't care to share. It was the man he knew as father that had left it there, it was the last lesson he had learned from the man, to never feel anything for another again, as they would only betray you. He had killed the man that day, taken his role as demon king as well. It was his destiny as the largest and strongest of his father's children, not to mention the only one left, such was his own doing. He had started to cull the weak from the flock by exterminating and devouring them. Such feats had made his father proud.
His red optics watched as she took an offensive stance and that caused a snap inside him. He had been thus far interested in her but he had known it would only be so long before she caused him to snap. He was a dangerous man with no control over his rage. Little things often set him off. His lips peeled back and his mouth opened wide, revealing each dagger to her. The sound that came in that moment was both demonic and angered. His eyes narrowed upon her. His hackles lifted and his ears pressed back into them. Body lifted completely to his full height and his tail did the same in his own dominance. She had no clue that by trying to dominate him she would cause the beast to want to prove it's superiority to her.
His eyes showed everything, the uncontrollable rage running rampant on the usually stoic man's face. Maw wrinkled as she pushed and he pushed back. His face was held down cast as he stood taller than her and thus had to look down at her. He was ready to force her to bow to him, but words from her malicious maw caused enough of a pause as he waited for her to continue her speech before he even considered moving. The peace between them was a fragile piece of glass, so paper thin and ready to break. He was ready for it to break apart, his daggers sharpened for the war of hunting her.
His features only smoothed once she accepted his terns and he gave a stiff nod. He dared not turn his back to her though. He gave a snort at her joke. "Quasi oblita vero contumeliam mea intelligentia. Quamvis verum sit amet debes oblitus tantum victui meo necessaria." his voice was rougher this time, more angered, demonic even. He cared not if she threw a temper tantrum or if she even got a hint of what his anger was like. He wasn't about to explain his problem to her either. He didn't give two shots if she figured it out either. He was a quick to anger male that was a beast when it came down to muscle and brains. His moods could change at any given moment as well. She could either figure out what caused the shift herself or continue to trigger them and test her luck with him.
When she gave her name to him he gave another nod and watched her now with relaxed yet dominate features. He was far from concerned. He took deep breaths and focused on calming himself down, reminding himself that this bitch was nothing to him if he killed her, but if he let her live she could prove useful. After almost a minute he was lowering his tail to a relaxed position again while she ate. A deep breath came from him like a sigh and he turned then, his right side to her now, eyes out the window at the gathered murder. Words passed his lips to give her a quick rundown of the home he would be building. "I intend to make a home for those like us, hunters and superior beings, at the top of the hierarchy. Females are to be treated with respect unless they do not fall into the category of you and I, should they not they are merely there to amuse me, either with their bodies or whatever I tell them to do. Should they resist or become no longer of use to me or my council, they shall be labeled as free food for any. Any that seek to trespass also fall under this category. Pups not birthed by those of my top females such as yourself will be given to them and their new mother's will be charged with raising and training them as they see fit. The laws are still up in the air for now, otherwise remain slack." he went over everything he could think of before looking back to her, awaiting any input or questions she might have.
Lucifer is a grade A jerk. His threads and all posts are rated M for mature. He is cannibalistic and has a tendency to force himself onto anything with four legs. He is bipolar though so he can also be a very nice guy, though also could have a mood change mid thread. You have been forewarned.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.
As his mate Azariah is allowed in any and all of Lucifer's threads. Unless stated otherwise Lucifer is assumed to be accompanied by his companion, a Wolverine named Noctis.