[M] I threw us into the flames

Sirius Revlis · 06-28-2012, 04:51 AM

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The man's face was changing, shock and shame pooling within those eyes of molten gold, and Sirius' stomach clenched painfully, enough that he shuddered, enough that his yellow teeth flashed and his brows furrowed tightly. Ezekiel was going limp, allowing himself to be overcome - There was no challenge, no spark of fight within the handsome planes of the other man's features. There was nothing for the serpent to hook his fangs into, nothing to light the fire of argument. There was nothing.

Ezekiel was leaving.

He spoke, a short denial, a harsh rejection. And Sirius reeled back, his open palm flinging through the air to make a harsh contact with that hollow, empty face. Pain radiated up his wrist, hot raw pain, but it was nothing compared to the bile that rose in his throat, the rusty taste of betrayal that filled his mouth. The force of the blow had snapped Ezekiel's head to the side, but the serpent gave no time for that listless body to find retaliation, instead grabbing the man by the shoulders and shaking him, hard. "Don't you DARE," The beast snarled, spittle flying from his jaws, eyes blistering with hatred. "Don't you DARE leave me alone!" For here had always been comfort - Another madman clothed in the disguise of normalcy, mortality. His foundations had shifted, to be supported by this, supported by the knowledge that he was not so terribly lonely. Larkspur had taken a portion of this stability with him to his grave, and the remainder trembled now.

Sirius wasn't aware of when he had stopped shaking Ezekiel, and had instead began crushing the other to his chest, arms wrapped about him tightly in a rib-cracking hug. "Don't you dare," He hissed again, blood running hotly through silver veins.

Sirius Revlis

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