‘ who’s a good boy? you’re a good boy. ‘ purring sweet tones to the hellish creature in front of her, scritching what fur was left, and peppering an exposed skull with kisses. the hellhound’s red eyes closed in pleasure, a skeletal tail wagging back and forth. when lilith heard the footsteps in conjunction with a door shutting, she looked up, keeping a hand on the beast’s neck as it issued a low growl.
‘ well, well. look what the cat dragged in. ‘
‘ an’ here i thought the only thing i would see today was more disappointment,’ he said, tone filled with sarcasm. ‘ let me guess, you want me to leave? ’ to do so would have been a blessing – that way he wouldn’t have to deal with her. maybe then he could find a bar and get drunk. it wouldn’t be a fix, but at least it would help him recover from being in her presence.
Hellfirebound 