temperedinpride | AUs and psls

Hah...you may as well make me repent, I think it will be easy.

[He might be more secure by now but does that mean he wants Lahabrea being possessive any less? Absolutely not. He loves it. But he'll also just be smug, about their destination.

Going back obviously means it's time to show the bedroom, the most put together room in the place. Not bloodied or crumbling, just a bit worn with age and victim to the roots. But even that is mostly left to the giant canopy bedframe made of them. There aren't exactly curtains for it, but the swathes of crystalline blue roses running all along and between the posts almost could be.

Actually those are just everywhere. It's hard to find a surface without them, hanging above the fireplace, lining the bottom of walls and furniture, crawling up them. The room hardly needs any other source of light, it's glowing blue everywhere! Although the fireplace is strong enough to break through, set to a permanent state of raging.]

[Sorry he's going to die? How could Vergil victimize him like this. His soft snake in flowers.

His grip on Vergil loosens, mainly due to distraction, his cheeks flaring red as he looks around somewhat awed.

What wouldn't be perfect about this? Surrounded entirely in the glow of Vergil's soul. He's so compromised he is at a loss for a solid length of time, just looking around, lifting a hand to caress the glowing blue of the closest rose.

Vergil did promise to surround him in these flowers but it is still a lot to actually be surrounded by. And the fire is a cute touch. Nice, warm.

How can his voice be anything but shaky with emotion? ]

... How good you are to me.

You are rather easy to please, once the method is known.

[He can't help grinning, so enjoying that reaction, stroking Lahabrea's hair.]

[How dare Vergil be such a good and sweet husband? He's so compromised he just leans on him, letting himself blush helplessly.]

Only to you. You've worked very hard at it too.

If I am easy to please it is because you are the one behind it.

I did say once the method is known. The method is insistence and my soul.

Ah yes. So simple.

[He's torn between the sweet response and the insane one but like, there's no reason not to indulge the insane one and be sweet later?

He's certainly dropping his hand from the flowers to turn and shove Vergil onto the bed, using magic to enhance his own strength. Not that he needs to, but surely Vergil will enjoy that? Feeling a bit shoved around.]

[Oh

Yeah he likes that. It really takes him off guard, he's not used to Lahabrea being that strong and he loves getting pushed around, actually? He blushes so deep, almost too distracted by the surprise to do anything but stare up at Lahabrea, lips parted.]

Ah-- It is, you even respond so nicely?

[Of course. If Vergil knows what Lahabrea likes he certainly knows what Vergil likes. So he straddles his hips and pushes his chest down, keeping him pinned as he smirks down at his husband.]

Nicely is it?

[He sinks his fingertips into Vergil's soul, and the swell of magic, the power condensing around his arm is plenty noticeable (cast bar 50%).]

I suppose we do both love to indulge one another. You'll continue indulging me, won't you?

[He curls his fingers, digging into Vergil's aether, as chains manifest around Vergil, binding him to the bed physically but also... sinking in under his flesh and coiling around his soul. The same chains wrap along Lahabrea's arm, originating from his magic no matter how solid or aetheric, they're connected to him.]

[He just keeps blushing more, forgetting to breathe for a moment, until he at least tries to reach up for Lahabrea to test those chains.]

You can call it indulging me, but is this not indulging you equally? I could never stop, anything for you, just name it. Now that I am truly capable of offering anything.

[The chains are loose enough for now, Vergil can touch! He does laugh.]

Did I not say you were indulging me? This is for my gratification. Though I know you like it as much.

[He curls his fingers, tugging on a chain connected to Vergil's soul as he leans down to kiss him sweetly.]

Right now your enjoyment is all I require, but do not think I won't be greedy in my demands.

[That's way more exciting than it has any right to be, the way he thrills for it sends a shiver through him though he grins.]

Oh, of course chaining me is for you. To hear it is your specialty was no surprise at all.

[But he strokes Lahabrea's hair, and sets another rose there.]

Oh? No surprise at all?

[He blushes for the rose though, tugging harder on aetheric and physical chains as he leans down.]

Adorn me with flowers of your soul, my beloved.

[He lifts his finger and bites it deep enough to bleed, chains shifting with a satisfying clanking at his every movement.

The bleeding differ he smears over Vergil's lips, staining them red and letting him feel the rush of power of... well a godlike being? One properly rested and recovered.]

[He starts leaving more roses in Lahabrea's hair, some along the edges of his robes. But then he feels the blood and shivers, heart beating overly fast for just how good that is.

Dreams and Lahabrea in a weakened state could never compare. It's an effort not to grab and bite him more, but a temptation Vergil doesn't fully resist either. He takes Lahabrea's hand to keep there and press against the cut with his tongue.]

...You are amazing in every way.

[It's a gratifying reaction, and he grins, smug, decorated in blue roses and looking quite happy about it as he strokes his finger along Vergil's tongue and sticks it on his mouth.]

I love you. My dear, wonderful, husband. You are amazing yourself. My perfect match.

[He just keeps blushing? How dare Lahabrea give him soft feelings too, when he's feeling violent and greedy now?

As if he ever stopped feeling soft, even as he bites down on the finger and grinds his front teeth in to keep the blood flowing when tonguing it isn't enough. Just because he wants to eat his husband particularly badly right now doesn't mean he isn't compromised and full of love!]

I am glad you seem to agree so wholeheartedly, I might have been quite embarrassed to have ever said that otherwise.

[The soft feelings never go away even when they're both unhinged!]

Oh? But I do like when you're embarrassed.

[He tugs on Vergil's jaw to retrieve his chewed on finger, trailing it over Vergil's neck and down, searing a line through his clothes so he can slip his hand under them to push away the cloth and trace a nice arcane circle out of blood over his chest.]

[Well whatever that is, he's Interested. His hands settle on Lahabrea's hips.]

Then I suppose you will have to take it back. Can you be so cruel?

[Maybe he's just doodling! In complex arcane symbols. In blood.]

I am quite cruel, but I do have a terrible soft spot for you.

[Nothing going on here just doodles! Sure!]

Exactly. You can't be that cruel to me.

[Just doodles!]

How smug you look. But you're right. I cannot be cruel to you. Not in ways that would hurt you.

[That doesn't mean he's not snapping his fingers over the circle of blood, making it glow and burn.]

[He hisses for the burning, but still just goes on grinning and blushing.]

In ways that would hurt me, as in ways I would dislike, you mean.

That is what I mean, yes.

[He holds his palm flat over the blood circle, pressing down firmly, the burning sensation sinking into Vergil's soul.]

Ahh- are you intending to brand me to my very core? That seems appropriate for you...

Didn't I promise to do just that? To bind your soul in a thousand thousand enchantments and etch my name upon it?

- I suppose you did.

Is that indeed what you are up to, then?

[He's not complaining? Instead he sets a hand over Lahabrea's to stroke it, encourage that.]

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