- wished was all the more quick.
But that hadn't mattered. She was healing...
〝 Forget about me... are you okay? And don't sugar-coat it. What's happened doesn't matter. 〞
He certainly looked befuddled, eyes sunken into his skull as he examined her.
He had been sitting there for what felt like an eternity, exhaustion, for once seemingly, battered across his face; the sheen and glow of angelic blood coating his frame in its ever-present "glory" -- his look of worry returning as he rushed to to her side.
She was -
- okay... fuck.
His frame had found itself slithering into the sheets, knees resting atop the mattress as he essentially sat next to her side; hands caressing her visage as he took in a moment to examine every inch of her.
It seemed she was healing, albeit at a pace -
- show any hint of mercy now. Adam had sealed his own fate.
There was only the piercing screech of demonic essence fuming from the King, flying far and beyond anyone as he aimed solely for Adam; an end so visceral to follow that he'd enjoy to no end.
All for his wife.
Silence. Just pure, uninterrupted silence befell the ruler as those soft, angelic words coursed through his frame like stakes driven throughout his body; only an irritating ring circling his mind as she laid limp in his arms.
No. No, no, this does NOT happen here.
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Angelic wings errupted from his back, almost as if a shimmering light of fire and holy properties fluttered about him as he laid M there in the safety of this wreckage; horns and that tail adorned unto him as he flew high into the air.
There wasn't any chance he'd -
You know what? You're absolutely "spitting" right now, as the youth say these days.
Let them drown the streets in CUM as they see fit. More for me to enjoy from a distance.
Let chaos thrive.
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PLEASE — as if either of us EVER gave two shits about what the sinners did up until now❗️
We let them drown city-blocks in PISS and BLOOD : but sticky white stuff is where we DRAW THE LINE — ?
SERIOUSLY — ?
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There's only so much cum-talk someone is willing to go through around here.
Though, I will say, it keeps everything chaotically lively.
Oh, how long until someone fucks up, I wonder?