Mature for literally every reason

She had found him, had tracked him down. Finally, finally she'd worked up the courage; she'd approached her brother, the love of her life and demanded he follow her. She hadn't left any room for him to argue with her and then she'd marched off, only ever stopping to quickly glance behind her to make sure he was still following. Finally she'd moved them both far enough away, far enough from their family and the stupid fucking mess that was everything to do with their family. They were out, in the open and she couldn't be bothered anymore. Tonight one way or the other she was going to prove to herself and to the world the love she shared with her brother, and fuck if anyone saw. The woman spun around, rounding on him, her anger and her sadness and her desperation mingling into a ball that sat in the pit of her stomach. "Fuck me!" She demanded, this was how they'd always done it. Talking things out had never been their way, whenever one of them needed reassurance they'd simply been ready to bed them... and right now more than anything that was what Mammon felt she needed. Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think

He had been moderately mute for the last season or two, mostly coming back to the den nightly to lay beside his sister and even in the midst of their cuddles the tension was radiating off of him as she caught on to his harsh feelings. It wasn't something he was necessarily hiding, but not anything he wanted to talk about. Sathanus had told him that Samael slayed the "all powerful being" Abba, and gave the severed head to Mammon which she had buried beneath the place they once claimed as home. He wouldn't think twice if it were truth or not, it just didn't settle with him well. The "great news" Sam would bring to his children, which he in fact failed to tell Levi even if he was waiting for an opportune moment, it wasn't the way Levi or the rest of his siblings cared to bring the beast down. They all wanted their share of mutilation to the God, none of which was given the glory to do so. Mammon had grabbed him during one of his runs which was all he had been doing for months now was training. He'd only stare at her as she near-rampaged and only give her a few steps ahead before following after her as commanded. Not as close as the two had previously been, anyone could tell by looking at them that they weren't on one good level. But somehow they still made it day-by-day as a partial whole. Her spin around wouldn't startle him one bit, she demanded to be fucked and although the stench of her heat had filled his air for the last couple weeks, he'd act as if nothing had changed and his sex drive was at it's lowest. Not true of course, but as he was remolding into a more "sophisticated" man, it was easier for him to control his urges. He'd look at her for some few seconds with a narrowed gaze, silent, before turning away from her and lifting his paw into a motion as if pushing her away. He knew she wouldn't like it. Hell, she'd probably burn the whole world from his subtle gesture. But as if his long-term actions hadn't told her their relationship was strained, him denying her would make it so much worse. Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think

Mammon has stewed on his distance for far too long, and perhaps some of it was her own fault... She hadn't exactly gone out of her way to ask him what was wrong but some part of her had always just assumed if it was bad enough he'd tell her. Maybe it was naive to think that considering he hadn't ever really done so before but she'd hoped at least that he'd care enough to try. Of course the vixen didn't know that her own lack of communication was part of the problem, she hadn't been forthwith with him and had unknowing created the rift between them herself. So when he turned away from her and made that gesture at her Mammon didn't know how to react. There was anger, of course, that was always easy to summon up in the woman but more than that there was anxiety and fear... so much fear. Who was she without him? She was no one and his rejection sent her whole sense of self crumbling. The woman collapsed onto her haunches, hunching over herself as if to protect herself from him further. Then she began to cry, hot angry tears streaming down her face and a low keening sound pulling from her lips. Then with a sudden violence she tossed her head up, her gaze lazer focusing on Levi, on the only thing that had ever given her life meaning, and she yelled as loud as she could. It was pure agony and anger that sounded in her tone. "Why?" It was a simple if not loaded question. Mammon shivered as the tears wracked through her body, she needed to know. Needed to hear from his own mouth what had made him so strongly reject her. She needed to know, she would change, she would do anything to get him to come back because right now she didn't know who she was, all she knew was she was a failure. Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think

He remained turned away from her as she whimpered and rushed, not because he felt heartless but because he too felt the need to break from the impact of emotions held against them. He didn't want to hurt his Ava, and yet he still felt the need to do so. He wouldn't let them crumble which may have seemed like an illusion at this moment but it was true. He felt for Mammon as she felt for him and that's how it had always been. Her cry would strike a nerve though not physically, his head lifted to the sky as he went for a deep breath in to try and contain himself. It almost felt like thunder through his body, and he would go to turn toward her in mid-word, "Ava, you can't say you can't see me hurting." A glaze over his eyes as his voice cracked in an effort to keep himself, they most definitely were coming to a level with each other now. "Why couldn't you tell me?" As if she could tell exactly what he was thinking, but maybe she could. Either way, it made no difference as he couldn't stand to look at her cowering form, his body in a half turn just to look the other way in a fear that she could see him rupturing too much. He hadn't felt this way since their mother died, and he had always planned to never let Mammon see him as weak as he was then. Never again. An impossible goal of course, but it seemed so easy in these last near-three years. "All you had to do was tell me..." in a whisper. These last couple season felt wasted, regarding either his devotion to ignoring her or his time spent with her instead of someone else. At least their bond was too strong to replace her, and perhaps only he would know to feel that. There was no telling what she felt or how she thought he had spent his time away from her, her fears nothing to be afraid of because it was all a deceiving thought. Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think

She felt like she was hyper tuned into him and his reaction, she flinched as she heard his voice crack. Slowly she lifted her gaze to look at him, though his outline was blurred with the tears she couldn't stop. He asked her why she had told him... hadn't told him what? Maybe it was part of her self centered nature, maybe it was the fact she was all too wrapped up in the feeling of hopelessness that she had been swallowed up in right now, or maybe it was simply that she had forgotten at this point. Right now a head long buried in the ground was the furthest from her mind. "Tell you what?" She asked, her voice so soft he likely wouldn't hear it. Then she said it a second time and this time the words were a scream, the desperation was mingling with anger now, Levi wanted her to tell him something but how the fuck was she supposed to know what it was he wanted her to tell him. "Tell you what Levi?" Mammon stared at him, her teeth gritted.  "How the fuck am I even supposed to know what it is I did wrong if you never fucking talk to me?" Ironic maybe considering her own lack of communication had started this, though she did not know it yet. "You just start avoiding me out of the blue and never even explain why, you don't even give me the chance to make it up to you." She couldn't keep looking at him, all the pain and all the anger was too much. "Is it always going to be like this? How can I make you happy if you won't even tell me when I fuck up?" Maybe it wasn't healthy, maybe it was downright toxic but this was all Mammon cared about. Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think

Shaking his head slightly in her words, his neck would then thrash to the side with closed eyes as he hissed though his teeth, "Forget it." His body would begin to turn, as if he were running away or giving up. But he wouldn't even be able to make the 180 turn before halting to think, blocking out any of Mammon's words in the process. "You can't just "Make it up to me" anymore Ava! If you can't tell I'm growing into a stronger man then obviously we are growing apart!" His voice boomed through slightly high pitched tones throughout. He didn't even know what he was saying anymore or if it was even true or real. He stayed turned away from her, still mid leave but wouldn't go to make another step in the other direction. His head was spinning and felt like it was on fire, perhaps his metamorphosis was throwing off his thoughts and actions. Whether they remained there in silence and tears or Mammon was fighting back, he would finally turn to her with that glaze over his eyes, "Ava, I'm sorry." If her anger and sadness wasn't blinding her, she would be able to see he was confused. Not about their forever lasting relationship that seemed vowed to them, but just all around. He felt betrayed and sad and wrong. It was like there was no feeling inside him that mixed well with the others. He would take a step towards her to reach out, console her, fucking anything at this point because he didn't know what he was doing. Where she was just lost in who she was, Levi felt like he didn't even have control of his own body and actions anymore. He had already been through his teen and adolescence, so what was the problem now? Walk "Levi" "Ava" Think