Aight, this sucks, plus more powerplay (so let me know if it needs to be changed). And Haku is fail and can't even strangle people successfully anymore ;_;
The dead man’s hijacked ears twitched greedily at the soft cry as it escaped the female’s pretty lips. Sharp teeth flashed with instinctual response and his claws dug deeper, glistering with scarlet. As his shrunken pupil followed the rivers of red running past the paleness of her fur and fell in fat drops towards the ground, he almost regretted the flex of his claws. It was such a waste to let it all be absorbed by earth.
But her voice grasped his attention once again, and the demon tilted his head, a rumble blooming in the depths of his own throat in response to hers. Lips twisted with a smile of uncertain origin, for fools could be quick to claim bravery when what they really possessed was only stupidity. There was a terrible difference there, but she would know this soon enough. A raw cough of a laugh escaped the man at her short words of honesty though. At least she got something right.
He was surprised as she didn’t tug and pull to break his clawed cuffs. Instead she reeled in – a mistake – and the second set of claws lashed out to attach themselves on to her untouched arm. Fools and dreamers turned and fled, while heroes and villains remained. Poorly coordinated hands rose to cup her pale cheeks when she pressed her lips to his. Her blood had scented the air and drove him mad, but perhaps that was what made the difference. The desire to cut through her flesh and feast on her heart was vivid as ever, but maybe it was the fact that he refrained was what made this right – there was a reason why he’d stayed with her for all this time, without stealing her breath and murdering the soul he so lusted for.
The greed within him was insatiable, however, and this mortal body wouldn’t last. They never did – he could not re-enter her world this way. The vessel died with the host, and it was only a matter of time. Already, he could feel his fingers turn numb and dead, and the heart was following; slowly realizing it was no longer supposed to beat as there was no life.
Desperation seemed to rise in him now, for he’d only barely received a taste – and he so craved more. Stiffening fingers found her pristine throat and tightened horribly as his already poor balance could no longer fight gravity as his stolen body’s muscles withered. Eye widened terribly with newborn lethal intentions. If he could not have her in this world, then... The optime beast fell to his knees as all strength was focused on clenching the lovely pulse leaping against his constraining fingers. So close, but too late. His undamaged, brilliant blue eyes never left her face as his flesh and bone body died, and he was cast out into smoke and fire and his solitary ethereal existence once more.
And how he writhed with disappointment that he hadn’t managed to take what he wanted.
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