Reawakening [Open]

[dantieduurden]

" I am not commanded." Leviathan said as he let her presence be known to the shade as he strode over to his throne. Let her die and the suffering commence then. At least then he wouldn't have to deal with her and her willy words. Nor would he need to look at her, only fed. That brought a smile to Leviathans face, and it only made him happier when the shade reacted to his summons. Letting the being know where his prey was. " For your sake you better hope you know what your doing mortal." Was all Levithan said, but it was left open. The field was set and he would feast in someones entrails by the end of the day.

But the more he thought about it the less excited he became, he was a very patient person, but the shade was taking an eternity. Hell he could be spending good quality time torturing Pele with his very presence at this point and time, yet he remained rooted to the spot, like a dog waiting for a bone. He had dismissed his whip for the time being, replacing it with his sword that he meld with his throne so it looked like a high backed throne of bones and blood.

" Where is this shade of yours!" Levithan roared after half an hour of waiting for the creature to come. " You would think something that stole a demons knowledge of possession would be quicker at killing its prey.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo didn't reply, merely following him with her eyes until he sat down again. Maybe she couldn't hurt Leviathan physically, but she could wound his pride. There was nothing further for her to say to him as she stood in the field waiting for the Shade to appear. From the sound of the fiend's voice he wasn't about to interfere with the fight; dangerous for her, but it was just as well. Maybe it'd help the beast realize she wasn't just a well dressed puppet for his amusement.

The fingers of her left hand were wrapped about the sheath of her sword; her thumb rested on the hilt ready to aid in popping the blade free when the time came. Standing openly in the field she let her red eyes scan the surrounding area for signs of the other monster's appearance. Pointed ears monitored for sounds of an invisible approach. Slowly her breaths drew in and flew out of her body. Not even the chill of a winter's day shook her focus.

Leviathan wasn't quite so patient, however. Things to do, people to kill. Always so upset when other people didn't do what he wanted when he wanted it. "Someones," she replied softly, not interested in a debate, but aware a Shade was not merely a single, twisted spirit looking for a little more suffering in the world.

A pillar of fire shot out of the burnt ground and then immediately extinguished itself. The handsome man from the market and the street outside Sasaki's house slowly began strolling toward the Elf out of the fire's wake. "Ishiyo. You have a new friend." Its eyes changed from gold to red rings, mirroring those of its prey and complimenting the decor. "Fashion tips?" he asked, glancing toward the throne of bone and blood where a male sat, bored and uninvolved in current events.

The Shade's eyelids drooped over its eyes as he smiled lazily. "Demon? Come to watch, again?" The presence of such a creature was easy to detect; it hadn't gone unnoticed back in Ilirea. In fact, not only was Ishiyo's outburst to blame for his disappearance, but a demon stalking up behind him placed the Shade in a rather delicate situation. A strategic retreat seemed in order. What a strange ally for an Elf to have, though.

"We have unfinished business, Shade," Ishiyo called out, not interested in indulging its idle curiosities.

It turned its red eyes on the woman again, almost forgetting why he was there. "Anxious to be a demon's pet?" A smile twisted its lips as the wind twisted about his flowing, white robes. His right hand extended out toward Ishiyo, fingers curled clenched about the air before him.

The Elven woman gagged and started sinking to her knees as an all too familiar feeling of pain washing over every inch of her body returned. Taking "unfinished business" a tad literally the Shade resumed where they'd left off. Wracked with pain for several seconds, Ishiyo shakily managed to stay on her feet. Slowly her lips moved with the words scarcely heard over her lips; it was so difficult to breathe in enough air to speak at all.

Suddenly the invisible hand crushing her body vanished. The Shade blinked and lowered his hand with a snarl. Gasping, Ishiyo rose once more, straightening her back and giving her black hair a shake. "The same trick does not work twice."

"So it seems," the Shade growled before suddenly it began to smile as though they were old friends. "I will have to try something else. This should be fun."

An unexplained feeling overwhelmed Ishiyo, forcing her to bolt to the right. Where she'd been standing a large spike of solid earth shot from the ground, six-feet at its peak. The mercenary rolled back to her feet and again took hold of her sword after regaining her footing.

A low rumble filled the air and small specks of dirt rose from the ground as a wave of solid tore between them. Again, the female Elf evaded; she spread her legs out wide and ducked under the invisible blade as it narrowly passed over her head.

"Parlor tricks? I thought you were a Shade?" Ishiyo snapped as she leaped back to her feet.

"You want real magic, Elf?" It laughed, clapping its hands together. "You could have died quickly." The Shade turned to stare at Leviathan, "Is she this bold to you? You should help me make this as slow, and painful, as possible. You would find it so much more satis--"

The fiend's words were cut shot as it lifted a hand to stop a small knife in mid-air that Ishiyo had thrown at the distracted monster in white. "Are you even trying, woman?" With a flick of its wrist the knife was flung off to the side without another thought.

Fire rose all around them as if those of Hell Leviathan had sought to bring to Ishiyo had been reborn, not in need of fuel to devour. Heat began pouring into the ring. Oxygen was slowly sucked from the field where they stood. The walls grew higher, looming malevolently over their heads; they reached for the stars to consume all life.

Ishiyo spread her feet and crouched, fingers of her right hand curled about the grip of her blade as the flames roared. The lack of oxygen would snuff her out, but not before the heat would roast her skin into a charcoal husk if she didn't act swiftly. "It is time," she breathed. Whether Leviathan would see it coming didn't concern her at the moment. She couldn't warn him. Wasn't like it should kill something as powerful and immortal as him anyway. A Shade, on the other hand, it could do; provided the creature didn't have the proper shields up and batting Ishiyo around like a chew toy should have helped with certain preconceptions about who held the upper hand.

In the Ancient tongue she chanted, "Ergo draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te. Cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare."

As the air swept about her from fire on all sides devouring what it could, another ring appeared outside that of the fire. A ring of white light rising out of the ground. Its shimmering light grew and as it did that of the flames began to shrink. In a flash six points on the ground, where Ishiyo had marked earlier, connected with one another, carving lines through the Earth with their power. They harmed nothing and no one, but a spiritual energy began to fill the area once claimed by fire.

Ishiyo fixed the Shade with a glare. "Never underestimate your opponent." A clap reverberated throughout the air around them. It shook the Shade to the cores of its many, unholy souls.

Flying across the ground, Ishiyo's blade sung as it left the sheath at her side. Its edge was white hot. The Shade didn't even jerk when the tip surgically cut through the flesh of its chest and shot out its back. She pushed the blade up to its hilt into the creature's body. "I bind you and destroy you." As the fiend's wide eyes slowly turned to meet her own, she twisted the blade, drew it from his chest, and then severed his head at the shoulders.

The moment the first thud of its lifeless skull hit the ground the magic began to fade and soon was gone. A louder thump followed when the body descended to its final resting place.

Ishiyo slowly slid the sword away. Only then could her heavy breathing be heard. Her heart was pounding and her skin burned. She sported no physical injury, but she'd felt the blistering heat all the same. She was lucky this time; Leviathan had given her time to prepare a trap.

Speaking of the beast... the Elf turned her head to look back at where the throne had been wondering how it might have affected her "companion."

[dantieduurden]

Levithan watched in utter amusement as the shade thought that he was here to kill the women and make her his pet. " Small words for one who steals our knowledge." The demon said as he watched the ring of fire engulf them both. Slowly he got up from his throne and in demon form began to circle it. It was only a few seconds though before he had to jump back from his buffet for if he did not he would be trapped inside the ring as well. Mad at his dinner being cut off he went back to his throne and sat, waiting for the victor to step forward from the ring of pure energy.

" It took you long enough to finish him off, I was beginning to wounder if I would have to intervene." Levithan sad from his throne, as he spoke he got up and took the skull into his hand. " Your trophy Ishiyo." Leviathan said as he shrunk back down into his human form and handed her the shades skull. " Now that you deprived me of the pain and suffering I think I'll let you live with the blisters." Levithan smiled as he saw that her outfit had not gotten out intact. " Play with fire and you get burned, play with me and you get hurt. Interesting is it not." Levithan asked as he held open his arms to her once again. " What shall we do now. You have killed a shade, and stopped me from eating it." Levithan said as he waited for her to come once again to him. " Shall we talk about your dreams and such now, or would you like to go deeper into my world." Levithan asked as he tried to make small talk for her to come back to where he wanted her.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo stepped up to Leviathan, gazing into his eyes. "Eating it? Did you not say you did not eat flesh? You feed on emotions. How has that changed?" Maybe he was, again, intentionally trying to annoy her. It was starting to become harder to tell what was true and what was a demon's fancy. So much for respect, unless he'd like to educate her on what keeps a demon from feeding on someone's emotions. Not that she'd expect him to tell her; after all, he wouldn't want her to get any ideas, right?

"We can talk," she said at last, not as eager as she was before having just figuratively walked through fire fighting a Shade. Though she wouldn't tell Leviathan, the spell she'd used hadn't been a small one. It would be nice to just rest for a time. Alone. Also something she wouldn't tell him. The fiend loved taking whatever she said and twisting it to suit his rage.

Striding so she was standing before him, she held his gaze waiting for him to decide if he wanted to change locations. Leviathan was playing games with her, she was certain; trying to corner her so she did as he desired. The only way to keep the upper hand was to manipulate him first. Strike his ego. Make him desire to take her to her home and not his. Nothing a Rider didn't need to do in order to refuse a situation with temperamental people.

[dantieduurden]

" A soul is not flesh now is it mortal." Levithan said with a smile as he looked at the skull. " Shades are filled with hate, anger, and some even pain." At these thoughts a drop of acidic drool dropped from his lips and he paid it no mind after.

Levithan listened as she said they could talk, but it was how she said it that annoyed him. " No I think you can be by yourself. All alone with no one to talk to you or anything, saying you have such sarcasm in your voice. " Leviathan said as he went to teleport to a place of his choosing, but she had walked up to him and yet again not done as he wanted and gone into his arms.

" Why do you not do what you know is expected. I went to help you in the fight till you threw up that barrier." Leviathan stated as he showed her the sword that was still inserted at the top of his throne. " At least my other consort is predictable. You are as predictable as a drop of rain." Levithan stated as he looked into Ishiyo's eyes. " You have the eyes of a killer yet you act this way, like you have compassion for others. These clothes you wear, " Levithan said as once again he looked at the burnt clothing which he then laid his hands on proving his point by poking his human hands into the holes, and letting the other travel on the spikes. " These are the clothes of a killer. A fighter no matter what they do is a killer. " Levithan wanted it to be perfectly clear for her to see what he meant.

Levithan was torn between staying and leaving, if not for him having his hand in the hole in her clothing proving to her the destruction she had caused he would have probably left, but the temptation of the skin, and of proving to her she was a killer and just as bad a she was to good to pass up. " Sure that shade you just killed has probably killed countless people before making him a killer, but by you killing him it makes you the killer for who are you to choose who lives and dies? " Levithan asked with a smile on his face. " Just admit it, you got me and I am what you deserve." Levithan smiled as he placed his hand on her belly, taking directly from her body the pain she was feeling and feeding off of it.

As he waited for her comeback he kept in perfect silence, at peace with being so close to Ishiyo, her stomach was smooth to the touch and may not have been as rough as his, but it had its own beauty in feel to it, Levithan deiced as he mulled over his thoughts in his mind. All the while his wings began to encircle the two of them as well as the flames that were still in the craters. " She may not be a demon, but she is close enough." Levithan said to himself as his mind decided that she was indeed beautiful and that he wanted her to be his. The thought burned in his mind as seconds became minutes of him waiting for her reply, all he could hear was her breathing which had become a bit sharper when he had placed his hand into the hole in the leather of her clothing. Could her increase in breath be because she enjoyed the touch? He was not sure but he was willing to find out.

" Do you enjoy this?" Levithan asked her as he moved his hand from the hole at the stomach to her back, slowly bringing her closer to him as his wings shielded her from the outside world, and his other hand went through her hair and down to cup her face. " Do you enjoy the touch of this, me, a monster to everyone and everything." Leviathan asked, with hatred for it was the only way he knew how to. He had never felt love before, only pain, hatred, misery, revenge. Never such kind emotions.

This is why he hated mortals they all thought the same way. And was why he was so infuriated at Ishiyo. Mortals thought demons were just things that wanted to rape pillage and kill, nothing more, nothing less. That they had not the brain for anything else. H e would prove them all wrong, that he would. Levithan decided as he shifted to hi natural form. Why hide what he was after all. And within seconds he was himself, a mighty balor demon, the ruler of lesser demons, and a mighty adversary. He would show her and the rest of them that like any intelligent being, that he could compete with them, and that he had much bigger plans in store for the world at large, much larger.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo's red eyes peered up at the fiend from beneath her angular brow. Mirth was the farthest thing from those bright rings or her soft lips. "I know what I am," came the hushed response to Leviathan's lecture. A flash fire of rage and pain struck as she stood before the demon so haughty as to chastise her for not being a good pet. The magic of the white flame that enveloped her sword brought out the searing emotions of the night two decades ago. A great deal of her was tainted by those events. She lived in that moment. Tutors of old would chide her for such recklessness; for bring chained to an emotional moment of her past. Didn't matter she knew it was wrong, Ishiyo couldn't be rid of it.

The Elven mercenary's hands clenched into fists as she felt the quasi-Elven form look down upon her. He spoke of being there to help her; that she had interfered with his grand scheme of helping to dispatch the Shade so he could devour its soul. Did he think she was blind?

"Who am I?" The woman didn't even look down as the man's hand pressed against her belly, exploiting some of the wear on her leather and cloth clothing. The shirt under the leather coat was cloth and so it'd taken more damage than the dried out skin hanging over it. "I am Ishiyo and I have felt what the Shade are, and they know what I am. Our fight will last even after the fall of Empires. I will never let them do to another what they did twenty years ago."

Clenching her teeth, her left hand had tightened about the sheath of her blade until her knuckles had turned white and the sheath itself quietly complained. Just as suddenly as the fire had built, however, it died as though the very oxygen feeding it had been sucked away.

Ishiyo sighed softly and fell, limp against the demons' broad chest. With her head turned to one side, she felt the warm of the thing's body against her; it might have been pleasant if she'd not so recently survived a storm of raging fire. "Right now," she breathed, "I do not care what you are." If Leviathan wasn't her enemy he'd do; all he had to do was stand there and she would be happy. It was nice having someone there.

"You can be a monster... later." Her eyelids descended over her red eyes. Every muscle in her body that had turned to stone in the tempest that'd brewed within had suddenly relaxed, leaving the Elven woman laying against Leviathan as though he were just someone she knew on the street willing to comfort her for a moment. She had never let that power lose since the first time when the blade pierced the flesh of her sister's body and that of the creature-influence nearby. Ishiyo hadn't known it would drain her mentally and emotionally as much as it had.

[dantieduurden]

Levithan smiled as Ishiyo told him why she had bound the shade. " So this shade and others like it are what she is afraid of." Levithan laughed as he remembered a certain shade's name that worked with the rider's from time to time. " You do know that your beloved rider's work with such fiends. Ask them about Clarus sometime." Levithan smiled inwardly at himself and his role in turning this young one from the riders influence.

As Ishiyo laid against the demon something ticked inside of him, and he suddenly wanted privacy, and so without giving another thought he lifted her up into his demonic arms and teleported them back to her home in Ilirea. Once there he brought her to her lavatory and heated up some water for her. " Wash up, when you are done I shall bring you something to eat." With that Levithan walked out of the room, but before shutting the door he stole a glance at Ishiyo, his crimson and yellow eyes meeting her red ones and said " If you need me just call." and with that he closed the bathroom door.

Once the door to the bathroom was closed, Levithan teleported into the city in human form and got some food, and a new outfit for Ishiyo to wear. It was made of pure leather and covered the whole body. " Ishiyo shall like this." Levithan thought as he took the outfit and then teleported into the kitchen and began cooking the food he had stolen.

After a half hour the meal was complete, and Levithan in human form walked into the bathroom with her meal. " I hope you enjoy." Levithan said with a smile as he went to feed her, not caring about her not being dressed but enjoying in her presence. " You make me calm most of the time. And look very beautiful." Levithan said looking at Ishiyo in his human form, a wicked grin on his face as he looked at her.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo Sasaki was quiet as the fiend brought her home. She sat off to the side in her bathing chamber as Leviathan worked. Her red eyes were unfocused when open, though she listed with her head pressed against the wall of the room. She was scarcely aware of any senses, though absently she noticed a loss of heat at some point; it seemed to have started when she'd rested against the wall and Leviathan began moving about filling her tub.

When the Elven-looking figure of Leviathan began talking to her, Ishiyo's head rose and she stared through him. Wash? A silent, slow nod acknowledged what he'd said.

When the door shut, the Elven woman slowly peeled herself from where she'd rested and slowly began tearing her clothes from her body. She set the sword aside carefully, but the rest she let drop across the floor as her feet padded toward the tub.

Slowly, lifting one foot over the edge, she climbed in to the hot water. It stung. Tears welt in her eyes as she lowered into the fluid, allowing it to coat everything from her neck down. Eyes squeezed shut, Ishiyo turned her head away from the door and quietly gasped. A few minutes passed before she even picked up the lather and oils to use in removing the grime from the past two days and battles.

By the time the fiend reappeared, the tub had a light cover of bubbles at the surface. Only the tops of her breasts could be seen with any lustful clarity. Ishiyo's head turned so her red eyes could observe the demon as he entered; some focus had returned to her eyes, aware of her surroundings again. She blinked finding him there, but said nothing to a possible intrusion.

Leviathan had brought her food? Ishiyo looked at what he'd brought for a long moment. Well, it was the least he could do seeing how she provided him food, right? There'd be other Shades, eventually, for him to devour too. Sad as that thought was.

Then her eyes rose and saw the lewd grin. Right. Maybe he wasn't a demon that craved lust, but he was still a demon. Only difference between him and some of the man out in the world she'd had to deal with was Leviathan didn't have to appear Elven-like (or Human-like) when doing it--not that she was sure she could tell a demon's leer from its scowl. "I make you... calm?" Maybe she didn't incite him to riot that often, but Ishiyo figured the way he acted at times it was a patient sufferance every time she was awake with him; he endured it only to get what he wanted. She'd never thought she could make him "calm" before.

"Ah," Ishiyo blinked, almost forgetting her manners, "thank you."

[dantieduurden]

" Your welcome." Levithan said as he began feeding her her food. Bite after bite he was patient with her, and almost shy like. He did not know what it was but just her face made him smile, though the small amount of her cleavage that showed was good to.

Once all the food was done Levithan bent over and stuck his hands into the tub, " Come on now love, time to get you into bed, and then your new clothing when you are rested." Levithan said as he once again waited for her to jump into his arms. It would be the easiest way for her to get to the room, and he liked holding her.

Her skin was soft to the touch and her smile warmed his cold heart. Maybe she could change him, only time would truly tell. But at the moment he just wanted to let her rest in his arms and if asked he would not deny the fact, nor would he deny that he loved just looking at her. And he planed to take her flying later today.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo smiled faintly as she ate what Leviathan had brought her. Weird, she thought as she continued to soak in the tub, how she was being pampered by a demon of all people. This was far too intimate and his very being reeked of darkness, but it didn't seem to bother her. That couldn't be normal, could it? True, Ishiyo was over a hundred years old and had seen many things, but never a demon. Was it even possible for a demon to be "nice" or "thoughtful?" Was this all just some way for it to get what it really wanted--a ruse? It was a pleasant illusion if nothing else.

When he finished she settled back in the water and watched him for a moment. Seemed Leviathan thought she'd wrinkled enough in the tub, however, and soon his hands slipped inside. A sharp breath slipped through her parted lips at the sensation of his hands over her naked flesh. Far too intimate. "But..."

Her red eyes fell on him for a long moment in silence. Slowly she swallowed and lifted her back from the tub to help slip out of the water without pulling him in. Leviathan was being uncharacteristically nice, could she really ruin it by being more concerned with her modesty? That said, Ishiyo had lines; hopefully the fiend wouldn't try his luck at crossing them too early.

"New clothes?" she asked as he pulled her out, wondering what he could mean. Not like she harbored any ideas of getting in the old ones on the floor, but she did own other outfits. Besides, Leviathan's fashion sense had her worried what sort of thing he might have bought. He did buy it... possibly?

Pressed against his body, the cooler air didn't have long to suck away the pleasant warmth of the tub that'd finally relaxed her tense muscles. Leviathan's body made up for the change in venue. Once more she found it relaxing, and a comfort to have someone's arms to wrap about her and her in turn them. Ishiyo tried not to think about how she was naked or that Leviathan wore precious little on himself. A small smile surfaced as danger had been washed away in the Shade's death and its stench from her body. "That sounds... nice."

[dantieduurden]

A sharp breath escaped Ishiyo's lips when Leviathan's skin touched hers and Leviathan really began to question what was going on in the elves head. Did she enjoy his touch, and the darkness that surrounded him. Maybe it was seducing her, " No," Leviathan told himself firmly, " my touch must have caused her pain." Leviathan said inside his mind as he tried to be more gentle.

But as her beautiful blood red eyes fell on him something besides his hunger told him it was not fear that made her take the breath in but something else, and when Ishiyo slid into his outstretched arms he smiled gently at her and in the ancient language tried to say " I know not of love fora mortal, or anything besides my hunger." But it stopped him from saying he did not know about love. It was impossible he thought to himself as he looked down at her beautiful body in his arms. Hunger shown clearly in his eyes but looking into those eyes of hers he knew he could never take her as he had the others in the past.

" Yes new clothes." Leviathan said as he came back to the world and out of his mind, h was looking down at her still as he walked through her home looking for her bedroom. " Can I no get you clothes that would look good on you. though I much more like you this way." Leviathan smiled as he opened the third door so far, and finally found the bedroom. It was not very satisfied with the small bed. " Looks like you may have to sleep on top of me. With such a small bed I see why you must remain so thin." Leviathan continued walking until he got to the bed, slowly and carefully he pulled back the blankets, while his other arm held her perfectly balanced. Her arms around him around him only helped , slowly he laid her into her bed and then covered her up.

It was one thing for him to take her into his arms when they slept outside, but inside her own home and her bed it would be completely up to her in his mind if he was allowed to join her or not. The smile on her face only added to his dilemma. " If you wish you can sleep alone though of course." Though Leviathan said the words, it was clear to see they were extremly hard for him to say. " She will not let you in her bed fool." Leviathan told himself as he waited silently for her reply.

[mriswith]

Ishiyo blinked, her arms around his broad torso, before she tipped her head back heavy with dark, wet strands of hair so she could look up at the fiend's Elven-like face. "Love?" If all he felt was hunger maybe Leviathan didn't understand the various levels of affection: stranger, acquaintance, friend, best or close friend, attracted, obsessed, and selflessness. If he had meant love then... attraction or obsession? Didn't seem possible for a demon to be selfless. Even so far as obsessed interest seemed unlikely.

As she looked up at his face for the longest moment, however, she wondered if it were possible. Probably a foolish idea, and toward what end? What would having a demonic lover serve, for herself or the world? She would certainly be full of hubris to think she could turn a demon nice and serve as an example to other demons.

It was so strange to be carried through her home by a demon, naked and pressed to his chest for warm. In this form he could be quite handsome. Still plenty of work to do on his manners, though. Well, demons didn't change demeanors and habits any faster than an Elf or Human right?

Her red eyes fell for a moment when Leviathan confessed to preferring her naked. "I cannot think of any man that would not," she breathed before raising her eyes once more. What must the fiend be thinking, she wondered?

"I do not entertain company," Ishiyo admitted when Leviathan lamented the size of her bed. Not that it seemed to pose a problem; in fact she wondered why he wasn't grinning like an idiot at how there was "no way" to avoid her laying on him. Just that quickly, however, he lay her down on the sheets without moving to immediately join her and covered her up. Leviathan was... not trying to take advantage of her? She'd been wondering if he'd withheld any lewd touching in favor of getting her to a more comfortable area, but it seemed his plan was elsewhere.

"Alone?" Ishiyo stared up at the man lingering at her bedside. After several seconds she turned her head aside, away from him, as she thought about how strange this entire thing had become.

Brow furrowed, the young Elf turned her red eyes back to his towering figure. "Leviathan," she paused for just a moment before explaining something to the demon he might not have paid attention to before, "relationships take time to build. Intimacy is shared, not taken," just affirming what the fiend seemed to all ready know given his restraint. A faint smile graced her lips for a moment. "But, I would like it if I could rest in your arms a while." She wasn't asking or demanding him to stay; if the fiend needed to go do his own thing and not pamper an Elf Ishiyo wouldn't take it personally. It just seemed... it'd been so long since she'd been held in someone's arms.

[dantieduurden]

Levithan was completely dumbstruck when Ishiyo asked him to lye down with him. " I would be happy to lie down with you." Leviathan smiled, a true smile as he undid the blankets once more, and with the ease a panther would have to take down its prey, Levithan used a small amount of his power to raise her body up until he could slide in underneath her, once done he let his arms guide her back down to him so that her body laid on top of his.

As her soft skin touched his own a shiver went through his body and he closed his wings around the two of them before pulling up the blankets to engulf there bodies. Once done Levithan just lied in the bed looking in to Ishiyo' red eyes. He could spend years looking at them and never get tired. And her skin rubbing against him was the most cruel torture he had ever experienced, yet he did not wish her flesh to stop touching his.

" If any other man saw you like this I would...." And Levithan went on into a rant of how he would torture the man painfully while alive for decades. He did not wish to share Ishiyo with any other. She was his, in his eyes as he was hers. " And thank you for inviting me into your bed, you have indeed made my day. " Levithan thanked her with a kiss. Not rough or demanding, but quick and fleeting.

His head swam when his lips left hers, he knew he shouldn't have kissed her but he could not stop that instinct in him, it demanded more, yet he refused, keeping his arms holding her just at her lower back, " Why are you being so kind to me. All others cringe away, and yet you do not." Levithan asked looking into her eyes once more, his mind wandered where there lives could go but in the end if she wished to be a rider it would not be together. " And what relationship doesn't need work. Just mine last much longer than most." Levithan smiled at her, a boyish grin as he held her tightly to him, yet gently enough not to hurt her. His bare chest was against hers, and if not for the loincloth he was wearing both would have been completely exposed to the others body. " Ar you...." Levithan was to shy to ask if she wanted to put on clothes because in truth he did not want her to move, or even be wearing the infernal things, he would much rather prefer staying like this for a few centuries, slowly working his way down. Only time would tell what would happen, and he had much time left.

[mriswith]

A quiet gasp parted her lips at how decisive the demon's movement were. The cool air washed over her naked skin as he slipped under her onto the bed. When he finally let her down Ishiyo curled up on top of his chest for warmth.

The fiend's wings soon draped over her, hiding her from prying eyes. The Elf's heart pounded in her chest while he eyes fixed themselves on Leviathan's face. Far too intimate. Far too intimate with a demon, she chided herself. Undeniably reckless, but she couldn't help feeling so warm and pleasant with his muscular figure beneath her. Slowly her arms slipped about his sides to make sure he didn't disappear as quickly as he'd jumped into bed.

Wasn't long before the disturbingly romantic moment was washed with threats of blood, of course. Ishiyo lay against the fiend and listened as he described how he would treat another man to see her naked. Seeing how he was a demon, she wondered if he'd rip them in two just for holding her in their arms even if she were clothed. In his own way, she figured he was being romantic.

Perhaps, she conceded to herself, she was mad. Leviathan was a demon that enjoyed slaughtering people. Why was she tolerating him being in her house a second longer than necessary? Why had she invited him into her bed to feel his nearly-naked, false Elven/Human-form against herself? Yes, she must be mad. Strange how pleasant it felt though.

Then a shocking thing happened... Leviathan's lips pressed against her own. It was brief, but long enough to cause her heart to skip a beat--in fear or excitement she'd never know. Any thought of responding to his gratitude evaporated at the touch. Yes, insanity. She was in the arms of a demon, kissing a demon, without screaming or writhing to escape; but if felt normal. His lips felt like any Elf's; his chest like any Elf's. A deception, but a pleasant one.

"I do not know, Leviathan," the red-eyed woman responded as she gazed up into his eyes. It was so warm in his embrace, wings closed about her, she felt like she could simply melt at how it relaxed the muscles in her body. Would he think she was lying? Ishiyo didn't know why she didn't rebuke him. It had been her initial instinct when they first met, but the longer she'd spoke to him the more interested she'd become. Though if he thought he'd own her soul any time soon--if he perceived this interest as a weakness--she'd surprise him yet again.

She couldn't help as a smile spread over her lips as Leviathan grinned. How he pressed their bodies together left little to the imagination, though he was taller than her by over a foot. Her left hand slipped out and her fingers brushed over the his shoulder recalling the armor he usually wore that wasn't nearly as pleasant to lay on as his belly and chest.

The fiend's unasked question drew her eyes back to his as they lay there. She blinked and stared into his eyes for a long moment before guessing at what he'd meant to say. Again, Ishiyo smiled. "Too late for that," she sighed before letting her head rest on his chest. "Why?" The question was soft, "Would you like me to?" Her fingers drifted from his shoulder and dropped to his chest; she slowly explored the false impression of a Elven-like man with the tips of those fingers.

[dantieduurden]

Another smile went to his lips as Ishiyo curled up on his bare body. A small tiny smile as he looked down at Ishiyo who was looking back up at his face, slowly he felt her arms wrap around his figure and he complete relaxed.

Leviathan watched with intense eyes as he saw her mind work around a problem that only she knew. " I hope you are not thinking of ways to turn our deal in your favor." Leviathan said with a large smile. She was not only a thing to look at in his eyes she was also intelligent, and would make a good partner in crime if she were not so bent towards good.

As he kissed her he felt no muscles in her body scream in reply to pull away or anything and a small smile escaped his lips, he was extremely happy that she was not afraid of him, and even more happy that she did not pull away from his kiss, but instead enjoyed it. As her fingers began to play with his arm though he had a very hard time behaving.She was tempting him, dragging him into a blind fury of passion, he knew she was doing it on purpose to but when she spoke all things left his mind but his answer.

" I never want you in clothes again. Only my arms." Leviathan said before he knew what he was confessing. " If not for our deal I do not think I could be this...pleasant around you." Leviathan said as he let her hands explore his body. He enjoyed the sensations of her hands on his skin and slowly looked down on her. " This is not my true form, and from what I know of mortals they can love lies until the truth is shown. So if you wish to keep at this you will be doing so to the real me Ishiyo." Leviathan smiled before he turned back into his demon form, though not as beautiful to her he was sure, it could protect her the most, and give her all she wished for.

Though he hopped she wouldn't reject him in his true self as she hadn't in his false form he never knew. And he could not get attached and he knew she could never love a demon so this would make it easier on him when she eventually turned on him. Her rejection would hurt for a while, but he would live through it. And so he waited his demonic hands still around her as were his wings, the only difference being his physical form.

[mriswith]

Leviathan's reply caused Ishiyo to stop stroking his muscular torso. She gazed off to the side for a long moment, considering his declaration. Were they...? No, was she...? Her red eyes rose as she lay atop him. The demon confessed his uncharacteristic pleasant demeanor recently wouldn't have been possible without their deal. The Elf wonder if he truly meant that or was using it as a smoke screen. Why should their deal make a difference? As Ishiyo recalled he'd pointed out there were plenty of other souls to bind into his eternal service.

Soon his tone grew serious, talking of mortal love of deception and beautiful. When Leviathan huffed about continuing to touch him, Ishiyo blinked. Could the demon blame her? He'd made his false form handsome, after all. All she'd wanted was to be in his arms. Everything else was... unplanned. Still, she found herself aware of how intimate she was acting toward the fiend. After all, she'd invited him to lay with her even if he'd started all of this by scooping her out of the tub naked. Ishiyo knew she could blame him, however. Not unless he did something unwarranted.

When he resumed his demonic visage, the Elven woman gasped, but managed to remain balanced on his chest. The bed groaned under them for the same reason its owner had been taken by surprise. She was barely six feet tall, but now Leviathan lay under her a solid four feet taller.

As Ishiyo tipped her head back to look up at Leviathan's larger snout, the Elf stared in silence for several moments. True she'd seen him like this before, but only for a short time at such distance. "Now I know," she breathed, eyes unblinking, "where the saying 'would you kiss your mother with that mouth' came from." A small, sly grin came over her as she lay atop the barrel chested demon. Well, Leviathan couldn't possibly find it easy to kiss someone with a mouth like that, right? What was she suppose to say? A joke seemed a good way for them not to stare at one another awkwardly.

"Now," Ishiyo pushed herself up from his chest a few inches, both palms pressed against his rippling muscles, "what do you think I was trying to do?" Whether she hadn't thought of it or not, Leviathan wouldn't have a hard time seeing down the front of her upper body; there was nothing there to obstruct his view.

[dantieduurden]

" I warned you." Levithan said as his maw opened, it showed rows of dagger like teeth, all were potential weapons in a fight. Her gasp may have been of surprise but her comment was not and Leviathan grew angry at her when she spoke it.

" My mother was more interested on killing me at my birth then getting kisses mortal." Though she was grinning thinking she had said something funny he was not in the same manner as she. She did not know what it was like to raise yourself, a demons life was a hard one and there was no one in it you could trust. Your kind tried to kill you or use you to kill one of there enemies. Mortals attacked you every chance they got. It was not the easiest life, but it made someone strong.

As he said this Ishiyo pushed herself up from his chest baring herself to his gaze. " The same as you are trying to do now. Tame me with your body." Levithan sad as he in turn grabbed her bottom, cupping it." You are trying to use your body as a weapon against me and I can assure you it shall not work." Leviathan said as he pushed her body up further so that her chest was level with his mouth. " Try it again and you shall see how it feels to be a demons lover." Levithan said with a sly smile for he truly did like the idea of such a thing. He was having a hard enough time not going for her chest now that was hanging right before his mouth. Lightly he let his tongue slip out and then back into his mouth, both licking and blowing hot air onto her.

" Do you still wish to tempt me Ishiyo?" Levithan asked, his hands were still holding her buttocks to him, and he enjoyed quite much the muscles of her body that he could feel straining as she held herself up on away from his mouth.

[mriswith]

The Elf was surprised at his reaction; her lips parted and her red eyes were wide as Leviathan growled over her joke. She could only imagine what he'd have done if she'd said something about having a face only a mother could love. Obviously demons didn't have a sense of humor they, themselves, didn't perpetuate with others; Ishiyo imagined their humor often involved torture and death as well.

Apologizing, however, wouldn't do any good. In fact, a creature like Leviathan would probably take it more as a sign of weakness. Until he showed signs of behaving a little more like the mortals he liked devouring, she'd have to not be too nice to him.

Another unexpected development was his charge that Ishiyo was using her body as a weapon against him. The Elf's brow furrowed at the accusation. It was true she'd do so to others in the past, but she wasn't consciously aware of doing so with Leviathan. Though... she did recall wondering if she were actually flirting with a demon. Things were going a bit too fa--

She abruptly straightened up a bit further when the demon's hand wrapped about her buttocks. Ishiyo's hands rose out to side for balance, and to prepare to act if needed, when Leviathan moved her further up his body so she was bent over his mouth.

The mirth on her lips had vanished as an edge returned to her red eyes. Ishiyo didn't respond to threats. The demon obviously didn't feel like taking the moment lightly, and as such she'd be prepared to strike if he took it too far. Her chest rose and fell as she drew in breaths evenly to keep her heart steady; Levithan would not draw the fear out of her now that she'd endured this far. Not if she could help it.

Lifting her chin up, Ishiyo gazed down at the fiend's hungry eyes. "Do you wish to tempt me, Leviathan? I have let you gaze on my body, even grope me, without complaint and now you threaten to take advantage of this?" The Elven woman called the power of magic to her, letting it saturate the room as she straddled the fiend's broad chest. Ishiyo let the power dance in her eyes as she stared down at the creature. Truly, she did not want to fight him; she would be much happier laying in his arms again pretending it was perfectly normal to do so. Nevertheless, it was apparent she needed to reassert some measure of dominance in their relationship before Leviathan though her a precious doll to play with as he saw fit. She'd not strike unless he forced her; hopefully the fiend wouldn't call her "bluff" because he'd mistaken her intent once more.

[dantieduurden]

" I do wish to take advantage of you. I have since I saw you but I have not." Levithan said carefully phrasing his words. As he did this his tongue danced around, the magic shining in his eyes did not scare him in the slightest and he would make sure she knew it. " Your magic dose not scare me so you might as well lock it back up unless you wish for me to use my own. And I can assure you it shall destroy you." Leviathan said as his tongue slid across her breast, but as he did so he let his hands move so she could slide back down back to her original position.

" I only wish for you say such cruel words. What if I told you, Now I see why you can't do a mortal without breaking it like a toy." Levithan shot back at her, fire showed in his eyes, and he was not happy, but he kept his arms down so she could go back to her resting place. " Please lay back down, I enjoy just looking at you." Leviathan finally said as the fire left his eyes. This was the most honest he had been with someone in a while and he hoped for both of there sakes she did not use his show of friendship against him.

As he waited to see what she did he kept his tongue in his mouth, but he could not stop his breathing from going against her chest, making it move ever so gently as the hot air came out and blew against it. Would she even go back to her spot he did not even know, they both may have crossed a line it would take days to fix. Only her answer would tell.

[mriswith]

Even as she retained the seriousness of her gaze, Ishiyo's lips parted at his words. So he was a demon after all, with all the desires that came with being such a creature. Lust was not his primary motivation, but he was not immune to it either. Nothing should be discounted; anything was possible by the Infernal. That was good information to know; she wouldn't need to consider whether the something might happen, because anything could. Unfortunately Leviathan had an erratic temper, which would do little to help predict his actions.

On the other hand, he had just admitted a slight weakness. Not one easily exploited; most women would barely be able to look at Leviathan let alone allow their naked bodies to touch willingly. Was he aware of what she had to assume was a lapse? Leviathan couldn't trust her could he? Though his power would make any attempt at manipulating very dangerous, overconfidence in that same power could turn it to a double-edged sword cutting both ways.

"Do not underestimate me, Leviathan. Surprisingly we do well together, it would be unfortunate if we spent our time trying to kill one another instead. Do not forget," Ishiyo remain where he'd left her even after releasing his hands and lapping at her chest, "I defeated that Shade." Two could play at threatening the other. She was hardly taking the danger of a live demon in her bed for granted, despite the strange sensations giving her in to tempting fate by keeping him so close.

The beast's tongue left one breast moistened and cooled in the air as she sat up straight, straddling Leviathan. She continued to watch him carefully as he returned to the topic that'd made him made, and this saber-rattling, necessary. "It was not my intention to insult you," she replied calmly even as she lay her hands between her legs on his chest to help slide her away from his maw. "It was insensitive." Obviously she didn't know anything about demonic culture. She wasn't even aware they had one... or that demons gave birth. A demonic child she had read about, on a rare occasion... perhaps the more descriptive details of the Pit were kept in books she hadn't access to before. That was unfortunate.

The Elf felt the demon's chest rise and fall under her. She continued to sit upright, doubting her naked torso was an affront to him, as she considered their situation.

"We can discuss this later," she decided before laying her body back down against the demon. The magic swirling about them and dancing in her eyes as flames vanished with the matter tabled for the time being.

Ishiyo turned her head aside, pressing a pointed ear against his chest, and looked upon a wall. With Leviathan unable to see her eyes, the turbulent emotions in her rose to those red rings--a tempest of conflicting desires. A spark of some spiritual energy had flared and died without so much as a whisper in their heated exchange. The mercenary had retained the mask hiding her thoughts until she was free to drop the guise just now. It kept the two of them from an even deeper, more violent outburst. The most recent exchange resulting in Leviathan licking her; if she'd responded he'd know how to get a rise out of her. This was a very dangerous dance, she decided, but she didn't want it to end.