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WHISPERS
CASTIAN
“You actually didn’t kill everyone.”
Raijin said, looking at the three men who weren’t moving due to the bonds of shadow holding them in place. Their eyes were wide with terror, showing that two of them were really human with no knowledge of the Veil City.
“And the women,” Raijin asked.
“I erased their memories, and sent them to the human police.” Castian answered absentmindedly. He took a seat on top of the desk. Pulling a puzzle from his pocket, “There weren’t any witches among them unfortunately," he said, but the minute he said that, his thoughts drifted off to a certain witch. He quickly tried to suppress it.
“She smelled tasty; you should have let me have her.”
The demon in his head wasn’t done, it appeared.“Come, haven’t I been good? Let me pleasure us both. Imagine it.”He crooned.
An image of Oye on her knees with her hands tied behind her back appeared in his mind’s eye. Those lips that had argued with him so fiercely were coated with saliva and his cum. The eyes he’d longed to stare into were glazed with abandon and lust.
He watched himself lean down, and cup her jaw. The contrast of his sharp black nails against the star-like skin was art.
“Show Daddy what you have in your mouth.”
Malleable and soft, she parted those lips to show him.
He grinned. “Good girl, you didn’t spill a drop. Now swallow.”
Oye with no hesitation swallowed and shuddered.
Castian leaned in. “How do I taste, love?”
“Delicious~,” she moaned.
“Stop it,”Castian Mentally shouted as hisfingers jerked hard on the puzzle. The metal wrenched. Pausing, he looked down at it and frowned. “I want to be there when you question them.”
Grabbing one of the men by his throat Raijin lifted him easily, “How about this one,” he asked, glancing at someone behind Castian.
Red mist filled the room, as Alek made his presence known. Castian immediately turned and threw a blade at him, and watched with excitement to see if he’d gotten fast enough but sadly Alek caught the blade between his two fingers.
Those quicksilver eyes turned on him, “You weren’t trying to harm me, were you Warlock?”
Shrugging, Castian turned back around. “I just thought you’d be needing something to assist you in questioning.”
A hand landed on his back causing him to jump slightly.
“Ha, Castian, why don’t you try to offer me a tool as well?” Malcolm cheerfully asked as he clapped his other heavy hand on his back once more.
Flicking Malcolm an annoyed look, he jumped off the table. “I’m going to bed, call me when you’re headed to the council building.”
Not bothering to ask permission, he made his way to the steps.
“Castian,” Raijin called out to him.
Pausing, he glanced over his shoulder, his expression clearly asking why Raijin had stopped him.
“Is everything all right?”
The question sounded as awkward as it felt, especially when he couldn’t answer that question honestly. Sure, he saw Raijin as his leader but that didn’t mean he had to tell him his worries. Especially when there was nothing he could do for him. Instead, he laughed, “Sabina is rubbing off on you.” With that, he turned and continued upstairs.
Reaching his floor, he opened the door to his apartment and entered. Shutting the door, his façade faded and slumped against the door.
