“You’re talking.”
I felt his lips curl under mine.
So I kissed him.
Chat done, sex was the main course, so we got to it.
We devoured it.
And as was Tanyn’s wont, he didn’t make me go without dessert.
Tanyn
“Stay, boy,” Tanyn whispered.
Hurley whined but he stayed where he was at the side of the bed while, with a glance, Tanyn left his female in it and walked to the closet to get a sweater.
He put it on, then he padded on bare feet from the room.
He went to his study.
There, he opened the safe hidden behind a panel of the built-in bookshelf.
He procured the skeleton key.
And he left his study.
He walked down the stairs to the administrative and servant’s floor.
He then descended the stairs to the storage floor.
He saw it on that floor.
And he smiled.
He opened the door to the stairs that would take him to the dungeons.
And he noticed it there immediately.
It was gone.
Completely.
His smile grew.
He unlocked and opened the door to the dungeons, and he walked through it to the end.
As he stood there, the lights turned crimson and the stones shifted, formed, the arch stood before him, the darkness beyond it yawning before him.
He walked right through.
More stairs.
A great number of them.
He jogged down, his journey illuminated by the symbols of the ancient demon tongue.
When he arrived, the flames of The Pit were crackling, rising high on the walls, far higher than his first visit weeks ago.