"Yes, the Trickster God and the Hound God. It's made her life most complicated."
My nose wrinkles again at the mention of Iblis's pet, the hound god. "Its no wonder that your methods surprised her so. I imagine she's not used to one with such finesse," I smile, running a finger down his chest.
I laugh at his mention of her being aware of me and the suggestion that we have tea. "Now wouldn't that be pleasant, a girl talk over tea." She may know of me, but I know I can throw her off if I choose to. "Your pleasure in the deed is more than repayment, so yes you did."
Smiling, I nip at his finger, and then kiss the palm of his hand. "The pretty witch who was the hound god's priestess. She came to us of her own free will and when she left..." I pause, tracing my finger over his temple, showing him the masterpiece she has become, "she was priestess no more." Cupping his cheek, I smile and bring my lips to his ear, "That was her wish."
"Why did you let the child live? Not questioning your motives.... you've just piqued my curiosity."
"Really?" I giggle, leaning against him and tracing my nails up his leg, "Is your curiosity all I've piqued?" I flash him another smile and shrug, "The path to hell is paved with good intentions and she has no shortage of those. Did you not meet her and see what she is?"
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Date: 2009-05-06 11:29 pm (UTC)My nose wrinkles again at the mention of Iblis's pet, the hound god. "Its no wonder that your methods surprised her so. I imagine she's not used to one with such finesse," I smile, running a finger down his chest.
I laugh at his mention of her being aware of me and the suggestion that we have tea. "Now wouldn't that be pleasant, a girl talk over tea." She may know of me, but I know I can throw her off if I choose to. "Your pleasure in the deed is more than repayment, so yes you did."
Smiling, I nip at his finger, and then kiss the palm of his hand. "The pretty witch who was the hound god's priestess. She came to us of her own free will and when she left..." I pause, tracing my finger over his temple, showing him the masterpiece she has become, "she was priestess no more." Cupping his cheek, I smile and bring my lips to his ear, "That was her wish."
"Why did you let the child live? Not questioning your motives.... you've just piqued my curiosity."
"Really?" I giggle, leaning against him and tracing my nails up his leg, "Is your curiosity all I've piqued?" I flash him another smile and shrug, "The path to hell is paved with good intentions and she has no shortage of those. Did you not meet her and see what she is?"