Can you still love the devil

He wrapped his arms around her as she lay on his chest. Content for the moment to simply be near her. It gave him a chance to recover as well, from his frantic claiming of her. The need that burned first and foremost in him. To have her, in every way possible. His breathing slowly eased out, and he sighed softly, still a sound of contentment. He kissed her forehead. “I never will.” He promised her softly, knowing he meant it with all of his being.

“So we need to talk about any of this?” He asked her softly, and he really did mean to talk. Not just… growl, growl, you’ll do what I say. Of course, there was no promises it would delve back to that in the end.


"Basilisk" | "Ignita"