“You’ll stay here until I believe you’re ready to come out, Caleb. Did you really think that I would let you run lose with out supervision?” Ky’lar rolled his eyes, “Think of it this way; you stay here to think over your actions while i’m gone.”
“You mean where I take off my shirt, lay back on the couch, and expect you to give me everything I want?” There was a roll of his eyes, “For the record, I have a very nice place I can stay at. I just prefer cooler locations.”
He wasn’t even interested in the book. In-fact, he wasn’t even planning to, but he was bored, and was wanting to get a reaction from the other, “Shouldn’t you be more interested in pleasing me than those books, Caleb? It would be a shame if they were to…. all burn in the middle of the night.”
“And it will stay that way.” He mused out lowly, “You need to remember that the only one that matters is myself. No one else and what to know why?” His right hand moved to grip the other’s chin tightly, “I say so, Caleb.”
“You thought wrong.” His words came out harsher than he thought, but all the same, he didn’t try to correct himself, “We don’t.”
well that was one hell of a disclaimer. either he’s some kind of serial killer or he’s like her, at least partially. she hadn’t met any other demons so it was hard to tell for sure but it made the most sense. the hell-hound recognized one of it’s own kind which didn’t make him a threat to her. she’s actually a little relieved about that. humans are a lot harder to talk to and it put his question in perspective. ❝it doesn’t get any easier when they’re immortal. if anything it’s a lot harder since once you know someone who’s around they have the power to destroy you and it’s your fault for putting it in their hands.❞
❝ true, but even immortals eventually fade away. ❞ at least in his experience,
❝ what i put in their hands is some form of trust —- i stick around for as long as i want and then leave. ❞ there was a shrug of the demon’s shoulders,
❝ i’m not good at sticking to one place…. never was. ❞
He wanted to say that this wasn’t expected. That his prized pet wouldn’t actually turn on him, but that wasn’t reality. They were always at each other’s throats and it was only a matter of time before this happened.
Ky was fooling with an old book, one that he had stolen for his own amusement, and he wouldn’t let Caleb even touch it. Not that the Demon cared about that the other did – as long as it didn’t mess with his plans – too much, but at the same time, this was important.
So important that he was willing to make sure that the book didn’t fall into the hands of anyone besides himself. A reason it had been under lock and key — until Ky decided to give it another look over.
One thing lead to another and soon enough he found himself with an old blade stuck right in his left shoulder. It should have known leaving out things would cause Caleb to eventually strike at him and it was another reason he was going to use the chains again when he got the chance.
“You should learn to stop while you’re ahead, Caleb.” His words came out far more calmer than he expected, but not with-out his own version of malice, “You won’t live to do this again.”
of course it doesn’t matter. or it shouldn’t anyway. she’s simply making a comment based on what she’s observed about him and maybe she should know better than to do that. he pulled away whenever she mentions such things and she’d rather not cause that reaction yet. ❝no, I suppose not.❞ she’d once thought the same but that was a long time ago; she’d grown bored with it since then. ❝I only do it when I have to. there’s easier ways of getting something done than simply killing someone.❞
❝ to you. ❞ maybe he shouldn’t have been so blunt : telling the truth was something that needed to happen between them, but at the same time, the demon doubted it needed to truly happen. if he was being honest, there were so many other ways than murder, but at least murder was quick —- anything else was slow and of course painful,
❝ not to anyone else. ❞
❝you’re not seriously telling me I have to watch whatever this is on my knees, are you? sounds uncomfortable.❞ if he knew what the hell they were supposed to be watching he may not have any objections but being on his knees to do it? there’s no possible way he’ll be able to focus. ❝you sure are one kinky son of a bitch. ❞
❝ uncomfortable for you. ❞ he left off the maybe as he truly didn’t care about what caleb wanted. not entirely at least,
❝ i just thought you were used to it by now. ❞ though, in truth, the demon could have cared less about how caleb watched —- just as long as he did as he was told.
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