Relapse

The tone she responded in was laced with anger and contempt, seeping into his ears with enough magnitude to make his head spin. She was actually mad she couldn’t defend herself? Did that mean she wanted to be here? Always misinterpreting reality, Sephiran started to entertain the concept. Still, he could’y bring the knife away from her throat just yet. He stayed there, pressing the cold, obsidian blade against her skin, exhaling and inhaling deeply with each breath he took. His body entangled with rage and disdain.

With another snarl, he pressed harder, pushing the blade deeper, morphing the flesh wound into a laceration- but before the blade could cut through anything vital, he suddenly pulled away. Looming over her and holding the bloodied blade, he stared down at her with what may be the most intense expression he had ever made. His eyes frantically searched her body, looking for clues of an assault. But aside from his knife and previous injuries, there was nothing. “Aurelia,” Her name sounded like a whisper on his lips, and suddenly Sephiran dropped the blade. “Aurelia,” As he repeated he name, the blade rolled several feet away before coming to a halt. “Aurelia,” Three times he said her name, before he suddenly plopped down on top of her, crushing her with his weight.

Only this time, his upper limbs sought to wrap around her neck, pulling her into him in what could only be explained as a hug. “You are mine, mine, MINE.” He pressed his snout against her neck, licking at the laceration he just created. “Tell me he didn’t touch you.” It sounded like a plea more than a command. “I don’t want to throw you away.” And, by throw her away, he meant kill her. “I like you- I love you.” Sephiran had no real understanding of what that word meant- but he had heard it in passing during his childhood, and knew it could represent intense feelings. Was this his concept of love? "I want to play with you, forever." He squeezed her tighter, surely pushing some of the air from his lungs. But Sephiran couldn't help himself, he was so overwhelmed with emotion he was acting on impulse.

"Speech"