Orev

Demoness by night and a simple Crow by day, she is a spirit of a protector and the creation of a sadist. She is both beast and woman.|| #MV #Demon #ShapeShifter

[Orev @FearDemoness]

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[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain She blinks, her own head tilted in confusion, before shifting her hand into talons, piercing her mate’s hip well into the soft tissue.

She shoved her other hand down his pants in a lustful fondle, chuckling before removing both, “You are cute when you are confused.”

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain She smiles weakly, “Perhaps… once everything… heals.”
Her voice was still hoarse and she was still frail from giving birth; she had to rest more frequently than most new mothers just from the toll the poison from celestial energy and the gaping wound left in her from the birth

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —awake to nurse her new little one.
She opened her eyes slightly at the sound of Ligriv’s voice in her ear, only able to offer a trembling, tired smile and a weak… thumbs up.

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —plagued with a swath of diseases…
Yet, she had never felt happier nor more powerful in her entire life either.
The only sound she could muster was that of a dove’s coo as she slipped into a twilight stage of semi-consciousness, her body demanding rest, as her mind lingered—

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —It rang above all else, clear and melodic.
She had never heard such a sound so precious. It demolished any thoughts of dying from her mind.

Her form stabilized as she whimpered with a broken voice, tears spilling from her eyes, “Sam…”

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —promise of painlessness… oh, how Ligriv would recoil in disgust if he knew such weak, pathetic thoughts…

But, in that desperate instance where raw instinct urged her dying breath, she heard the first, screaming breath of her newborn daughter.
Amidst the chaos of everything,—

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —shock in an instant.

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —the placenta tore away from inside her, the holy light woven into the flesh striking her from with, causing the fresh wound to tear wider.
A loud, hoarse, terrified caw ripped from her throat as everything went suddenly and swiftly cold. Blood gushed from her as she went into—

[Ligriv @RightHandOfPain]

“Need stick got stick Orev lemme smash!” @FearDemoness

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain “I /must/ inquire about his routine. It is a great sin to casually bring all of that ass into Hell. What was he doing with all of that ass? The sun is still out, my dude!”

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —As she tried to breathe in time with each sharp contraction.
The peek of the agony was relived upon the crowning of their daughter, the passing of her head sweeping away enough pain to make Orev cry out.

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain She squeezes his hand, nearly crushing his fingers in her powerful vice-grip as she pushes with every muscle in her body, the pressure unbearable and tormenting as she bared forward, her heart thundering in her chest like a drum of war and lungs quivering and straining—

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain —the pain of her violent, rapid contractions and the pressure within her that put a vice upon her lungs and chest.

[Orev @FearDemoness]

@RightHandOfPain Hit tears poured from her tightly shut lifs as her nails practically dug into her midsection, she twisted and turned for a moment before settling on her back, legs spread as instinct took over, each hushed grunt from her an attempt to push out child, to free herself from—