touch was the one thing that often brought eli back to the present and the sudden grip of the demon’s fingers under his chin was enough contact to jerk the ‘wolf into reality ( even if it came from the wrong source, it was enough, something the ‘wolf hated in that moment ). upper lip curled into a snarl and head jerked itself back, out of the demon’s grip, a fire lighting up hazels for that split second. the familiar weight of silver bound over his wrists was dragging him back under, eli struggling against mind and bindings alike. “go fuck yourself.” hissed words scraping past rough throat, spat out in a hope of keeping crumbling mask up.

^{a slight grin pulled at the demon’s lips for a few moments as he squeezed the other’s chin tighter. the words didn’t do anything to sway the demon from his path : the wolf’ needed to be taught the order of things and that meant that everything would go as planned.} 

_{though, in reality, several things could have gone wrong, for the same exact ending result, and while he was hoping things would go decently? he would have to deal with that when the time ultimately came,} 

❝ maybe you should hold your tongue before it’s ripped out ——- better yet, i think the first act of this series will be to see loud you’ll scream for me. ❞