Neron
i love you as
certain dark things are to be loved
certain dark things are to be loved
Whatever Morgan feels about him, Neron is lost in the warmth of her blood and the way all his muscles seem to relax as it flows into him. The rush of ecstasy might be missing, but he still feels it scratch at an itch he can never quite get to, and it’s with a grumble of reluctance that he allows her to move him back. She speaks and Neron is still looking at the ground, his cheeks flushed further from the blood, red staining his lips.
”Once, I could never imagine doing this to anyone,” he says slowly. ”Then DeepFrost came, and I realised I would be dead without it.” If his words are clear, it’s likely the blood to thank; give it time, and delusions would undoubtedly return. ”Thank you,” Neron murmurs. ”For doing what you did. And for coming to check on me.”
”Once, I could never imagine doing this to anyone,” he says slowly. ”Then DeepFrost came, and I realised I would be dead without it.” If his words are clear, it’s likely the blood to thank; give it time, and delusions would undoubtedly return. ”Thank you,” Neron murmurs. ”For doing what you did. And for coming to check on me.”
in secret
between the shadow and the soul
between the shadow and the soul
