[As Beelzebub has his way with him, Temenos takes his time memorizing every curve on the demon's body that he can manage to touch. Every hill and valley of muscle. Every healing mark, and of course, every new crescent that his nails press in as Beelzebub bites down on him.]
Haha-ah... [Any little laugh that he tries to let out is interrupted with a sound of pain and pleasure.] That's- [gasp] That's right. More.
[Though Beelzebub really is pushing the limits of how much of Temenos's head can fit through these bars, he doesn't mind the discomfort. They have to make do.]
stares at my hands
Haha-ah... [Any little laugh that he tries to let out is interrupted with a sound of pain and pleasure.] That's- [gasp] That's right. More.
[Though Beelzebub really is pushing the limits of how much of Temenos's head can fit through these bars, he doesn't mind the discomfort. They have to make do.]