Sacrifice
Muscle and skin knitting together itches. She tries to hold herself still. She thought that she had been exaggerating how good it felt to have the demon inside of her, but it was better than she remembered.
She closes her eyes against the pleasure.
It isn't the same as before though. He is quiet. She isn't sure if that's because the ritual wasn't completed properly or because she isn't fighting him.
She reaches out with her mind, feeling for the one she wants. She doesn't know how strong she is, but she knows he is dangerous. She won't underestimate him again.
She takes herself somewhere far from other people. She tries to pull him to the same place, like she did once before when her Nagi had offered her cookies when she was hungry.
((Entry contains graphic descriptions of violence.))
She closes her eyes against the pleasure.
It isn't the same as before though. He is quiet. She isn't sure if that's because the ritual wasn't completed properly or because she isn't fighting him.
She reaches out with her mind, feeling for the one she wants. She doesn't know how strong she is, but she knows he is dangerous. She won't underestimate him again.
She takes herself somewhere far from other people. She tries to pull him to the same place, like she did once before when her Nagi had offered her cookies when she was hungry.
((Entry contains graphic descriptions of violence.))