We’ve done this dance for eons, and I have yet to give in. At times, curiosity has put us in precarious situations, but so far, I’ve successfully navigated my way out of them by using insane amounts of power to curb the beast that rises within him when passion takes hold.
Kahill, being part demon, has the libido of a succubus and the skills as a lover to ruin as much as he pleases those underneath him.
He is a force not easily subdued or managed, at least, not in that state.
The human form he’s chosen, his long auburn waves, the body molded to look much like that of a god, are enticing. There’s a ruggedness to him that’s intriguing, whereas his immortal one is a triple threat, dark, deadly, and dangerous, with a side of hellfire and damnation.
“You always did take shit a tad too seriously.”
I zip up and button my trousers. Raising an eyebrow, I say, “And you do the opposite.”
He shrugs. “Better than walking around with a stick up my anus like a bloody prude.”
Picking up my black-collared shirt, I shrug it on and start working it closed. “Did you come here for an idol chat, to piss me off, or to discuss important matters? Because my time here is limited and I don’t have an ounce of it to waste on nonsense when there’s so much to do. If you’re just here to insult me, then you can wander off back to camp and take your foul mood out on one of your men. Or is it women you’re into nowadays?”
“Depends on the moment. Either. Both. I’m not picky.”
“Maybe that’s your problem. Easy conquests are boring, and you can’t decide because they all fall at your feet.”
“Bah…I wouldn’t call that a problem. I rather like them on their knees while they serve me. And who said I was bored? Quite the opposite. It’s liberating to point and fuck people of my choosing without judgment. Not something I could do in Heaven without ruffling a few feathers.”
He smirks devilishly at his own pun.
“But perhaps…”
“What?”
“Do you not get sick of it, knowing none of them would choose it without you wielding your power over them?”
He scoffs again at this. “They do and would.”
“Have you tested that theory? Or are you just insulted that I don’t believe you could have multitudes falling at your feet without being influenced to do so?”
He rolls his eyes heavenward, but gets to the point after taking a seat on the end of my bed and planting his forearms on his thighs. “I mentioned wanting to discuss something.”
“Yes. I was actually going to dress and come find you.”
“Well, no need. Here I am.”
I give him my droll stare. “Get on with it then.”
“We came across a lot of curious oddities on our travels to get here.”
“Such as?”
“Unidentifiable markings. Recently dead establishments. They were slaughtered, no eviscerated, and some had been…”
“What?”
“Eaten. Ripped apart. Carried off by the look of the blood path to parts unknown.”
“Animals?”
He shrugs. “No animal I’ve come across would be capable of it. Not here, at least.”
“Then what do you think happened? What’s responsible?”
“More than one, whatever it is. A pack of them, I’d say. There’s something else too.”
