_{he knew what kind of man his father was. no..not even a man. to call him that would be a disgrace to the gender as a whole when there was nothing masculine about what his father had done when he’d been alive. he knew all about Malphas’ reputation both from whispers of others and from the demon’s own mouth and it’s half of why he’d killed him the same day he’d met him. “no because he would’ve ripped out your vocal cords a long time ago.” which he’s been tempted to do several times. “keep calling me that and I won’t answer to it. I know how much you hate being ignored so tell me: which is more important to you —— obedience or attention?”}

     _{“maybe so.” his fingers tapped the edge of his hands for a few moments, “maybe, he would have done something drastic a long time ago. either way, the prime difference between you, and him is that you’re m i n e.”  his words were darker than expected, but all the same, he wouldn’t have it any other way, “not to mention that i don’t enjoy giving up my toy’s easily.” even if they resisted being broken in… even if they kept resisting and he should have gave up long ago. “either way, i want obedience and attention… from you.”}