09-09-2018, 01:08 AM
Vulgaris
He wants to tell her the truth but he just can’t seem to find the words. He wants to be honest and tell her that he will never learn to be faithful to anyone but he doesn’t want to hurt her so soon. Wouldn’t it be better, though, to break her heart now before this continues on any longer? Vulgaris wants to throw himself from a cliff and just save them all the trouble, he thinks. Better to be scattered across the rocks than admit he’s gathering something of a harem without quite meaning to. Even worse, they are each the crown jewel of his collection and his head feels dizzy when he tries to think of which one to choose.
Nevermind, nevermind.
She’s promising the only one and his heart lies, swears up and down she’s only she reigns over his entire world. Would she try to devour the others if she knew of them? God knows he would if the roles were reversed. He’d rip anyone apart for even dreaming of the soft touch of her skin and sleep like a baby after. Every skull would be a trophy, a warning to any others.
Her lips find his jaw and he nearly purrs at her touch. It takes so little for her to wipe the thoughts of others from his mind, he realizes. He is a weak, vile creature. But none of the confessions find his tongue so instead he just lips at her cheek for a while and admires the wild green of her eyes a bit longer. A day without her is a day without light but her presence brings him to life.
“I’ve waited eons to hear those words, you know,” he confesses as he lightly presses his teeth to her neck. Of course, he won’t bite but he gets a thrill from the faith she places in him. Their love is a promise that he will never taste her blood or wield their venom against her. How intoxicating to know they could each kill the other so easily while others are hardly even a match to them.
“I’ve burned for so long.” The passion, the jealousy, the loneliness. It all tore through him to know she entertained others (hypocrite that he is) and only now can he express all the pain like an infection. His emotions had festered for so many years but she is the antidote, the elixir that wipes him clean again. How could she absolve him of all he’s done with just a smile from her heavenly face?
But he realizes he cannot pluck her wings and expect her to remain an angel. He has to lay his truths out as an offering to her and all that she offers him so freely. He steps back and avoids her gaze now, stares at the ground to shield himself from any sorrow she might bear.
“There are.. others..” he says softly. There is agony in the sound of his voice. It’s better to leave himself bleeding in the rubble of their love than harming her, then building up to everything he’s ever wanted just to suffocate her with it. “If you follow me then I will ruin you.”
For the first time in his life, he is entirely honest with both himself and someone else. He decides that the truth disgusts him.
@[Shiya]