@mxlxfortunx By the time he even reaches her office, she's just stepping into the hall, apparently finished with her work for the evening.
"Mm? ( Amore ), to what do I owe the pleasure?"
Wife π² : Are you sure?
Wife π² : Theyβre out cold already.
Wife π² : I could ask a few members to look after themβ¦ It could just be us for the next day or two.
@THEFIRSTSAIINT
Wife π² : I want to go home.
Wife π² : Things are getting too loud here.
Wife π² : And before you ask - no Iβm not scared again >:( I just want a break from the ministry.
fitting that i must be desired to ( live )."
a hand went to her hair, noticeably duller than normal. damaged.
"i'm ( suffering ), but sure, let's save face."
"every woman alive wants to hear that she's ( wanted ), Secondo! for fuck's sake, i felt more desired in Eden than i do here!"
she sank down into the chair at her vanity, angling herself so her face remained hidden.
"i am a part of the Mother of Succubi, so it is only +
βright, wellββ¦ that is unnecessary.β
the lanky being began and quietly cleared his throat upon hearing his prime moverβs voice waver.
βyou know that you have my time and devotion, Amaris. i truly donβt understand why you rely so much on certain things.β
thin fingers
(Cont.)
"i don't need to be encompassed. i need to know i'm loved, that... that i'm not just here for a contract."
her voice cracked, the entity moving away before he could get a proper look at her.
"all the other sisters have men fawn over them. why not me?"
βyou know that there is no name in any language that could could fully encompass your beauty, Amaris.β
secondo hummed and welcomed himself into the demonβs quarters, his hands neatly folding behind his back as he approached where tonightβs outfit was laid out. a small
(Cont.)
"why can't you call me something ( pretty? ) something with meaning."
she's frowning as she sets her dress out for midnight mass.
"i don't always need to be reminded of the thing i am."
βcome now, little devil,
iβm only teasing.β
if she does decide to scurry off to busy herself for the remainder of the evening, the creature does know where to find him. heβs never far from her.
The door opens, revealing Amaris, tucked into her robe, her hair still damp from her shower.
"( Amore mio )," she purred, stepping aside to permit his entry.
Thereβs knocking at @THEFIRSTSAIINTβs door.
With the twins already tucked in for the night, perhaps there was a chance of bothering the demon before she went off for bed as well.