my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun's lips stretched into a sickening smile. Or maybe just a sick one, considering how he felt. "Why am I not surprised that the devil is a player." He chuckled and licked his lips.
They came black with the strange oily taste and texture of fluid with just a hint of the coppery tang of blood. Not nearly enough. As the devil stepped closer the potter took in a deep breath through his mouth, his eyes followed a crimson droplet as it slid down the devil's chest. "A silver-tongued devil would lie with the truth." However, the Ascended's voice was a breathy whisper.
This time he turned his cheek into the claws as they cupped his jaw, uncaring if they sliced his skin further. Amun met the devil's eyes squarely for just a moment. "I've always been good with my mouth." The potter turned his head slightly to kiss the devil's palm.
Then the Ascended moved just a little further down to try and gently and slowly sink his fangs into the devil's wrist.
They came black with the strange oily taste and texture of fluid with just a hint of the coppery tang of blood. Not nearly enough. As the devil stepped closer the potter took in a deep breath through his mouth, his eyes followed a crimson droplet as it slid down the devil's chest. "A silver-tongued devil would lie with the truth." However, the Ascended's voice was a breathy whisper.
This time he turned his cheek into the claws as they cupped his jaw, uncaring if they sliced his skin further. Amun met the devil's eyes squarely for just a moment. "I've always been good with my mouth." The potter turned his head slightly to kiss the devil's palm.
Then the Ascended moved just a little further down to try and gently and slowly sink his fangs into the devil's wrist.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
