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Post by Pieluver on Jul 22, 2023 22:51:54 GMT
Cyr couldn't shake this restless feeling. His heart felt strange and worn out, and his gut wouldn't settle. Neither would his mind. Everything that happened now felt like a dream, and he was somewhat afraid that it had been. A dream. Or worse, what if Myut decided to pretend like it didn't happen. Greed demon's weren't as.......as pride or envy, but it seemed like the white haired man didn't enjoy owing others anything. Or feeling like he owed someone something.
It also didn't help that he'd slept so long earlier in the day. He did linger for a moment, thinking that Val would probably happily welcome him...but that could cause issues down the line. It would be better to just stare at the ceiling in his darkened room anxiously all night instead.
So Cyr lay and tormented himself for a while, until he couldn't bear it anymore. Then he hauled himself out of bed with a frustrated sound and lumbered into the small adjoining bathroom. He didn't bother to shut the door, just leaned over the sink very faintly illuminated by the firelight two rooms away and splashed his face with cool water before shoveling a few palmfulls into his mouth and over his chin.
Shoot. He'd dropped the towel on his floor earlier when he changed...where was it?
Cyr padded back out into his room, groping around for the towel. Or maybe it was his shirt? Whatever it was, he wiped his face with it and then went to flop back over in bed, feeling a little better with some cool water in his system.
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Post by sneilley on Jul 24, 2023 5:06:27 GMT
Bez found herself alone in the middle of the night once again, still trembling from the force of the nightmare. All the fear kept at bay during the daylight bustle was crowding back to the forefront of her mind here in the dark. There was nothing she could do but sit here with her chin on her knees and stare at the fire. She had to calm down. She had to sleep. She couldn't do anything about any of it anyway, right?
Her heart was just starting to still when she heard noise from one of the rooms. Cyr's? Probably. There was the soft pad of feet across the floor, then water was running from his bathroom faucet. Bez was drawn to the noise like a moth to flame, standing in the doorway before she knew it. Then, a mischievous grin lit up her face. She had just been hoping for a distraction. This could be perfect! Looking around once more to make sure no one else was up, Bez scampered across the room, vaulting noiselessly into the bed and snuggling under the warm covers.
She scooted as quiet as she could toward the middle of the bed, pleased that Cyr did not seem to hesitate as he threw a cloth on the floor and came back over to flop into the bed. He hadn't noticed her yet, but,oh, he would!
As Cyr settled in, so did she, snuggling close and pressing herself against him with a pleased little noise in the back of her throat.
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Post by Pieluver on Jul 27, 2023 23:11:05 GMT
Cyr lifted up the blankets, stretching out underneath them. Somehow, a warm little something slipped right up against his chest as he let his arm settle back down. She made a little sound, and he sighed softly as well, pulling her closer comfortably. There was nothing at all wrong with a little skinship.
It took a few seconds for his brain to catch up with the rest of him. It wasn't unusual to be in someone else's bed, but this one was his bed and he didn't remember inviting anyone in. There certainly hadn't been someone here when he got up a few minutes ago, right? And the options were limited. More limited as he could feel the stature of the body tucked against him.
"Bezabelle?" he murmured in a low, sleep-rasped voice. His voice betrayed nothing but a minor confusion. His hand groped for the nape of her neck. Felt like Bezabelle. He pressed his face against the top of her head. Smelled like Bezabelle. His sigh ruffled her hair. "Bezabelle," he said again, opening his eyes and waiting for them to adjust to the low-light so he could give the little gluttony a stern look.
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Post by sneilley on Aug 12, 2023 3:10:22 GMT
To Bezabelle's surprise, Cyr noticed her presence and still didn't question. He pulled her in closer and she obliged, snuggling her head against his shoulder and laying a hand on his chest. He smelled nice and Bez was already enjoying the cuddle.
Then the confusion surfaced as he questioned if it was her, grabbed at the back of her neck, and pulled her closer to sniff her head, for some reason? Bez did her best not to flail or squeak at the sudden grab, but she was not entirely able to suppress the sound. Apparently that sniff was enough confirmation for the half- awake Cyr as he released her, saying her name more definitively and relaxing again. "Yes, you big lout, it's me," she said, voice tinged with amusement rather than annoyance. She quickly shifted to flirtation, "I noticed you were having a hard time sleeping. Thought maybe I could help~?" Her hand began wandering in slow circles in his chest.
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Post by Pieluver on Aug 12, 2023 3:22:15 GMT
"I don't think your brand of help would fix that problem," Cyr murmured a bit wryly. Her gentle, even pressure against his chest felt nice, though. Even if he could only think about Vivian catching them. It wouldn't hurt to have a little company though, would it? He could already feel his heart slowing slightly in response to her warmth.
"You can stay," he said after a moment. "As long as you behave."
As if he could enforce his requirement by trapping her, he put his arm around her again, pulling her close to his chest and rested his chin on top of her head to keep his mouth out of reach. "What are you doing bed-hopping at this time of night?" He asked after another beat, unable to resist the curiosity.
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Post by sneilley on Oct 7, 2023 23:31:14 GMT
He pulled her even closer, and her light touches continued, unhurried but taking advantage of her increased reach. No harm in a little foreplay, was there? Even if it didn't end up leading to anything more. The way Cyr had her trapped firmly against him made her think he would be resistant to anything more. She would be delighted to help him change his mind. And the more he changed his mind, the better! They only had so long here, and then, well, then things would be different.
"I always behave," she lied. "You know me, I only want what you want, as long as you have the sense to agree with me about what you want!"
While she spoke, the gentle circles she was tracing on his bare chest grew wider and gradually, very gradually, lower.
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Post by Pieluver on Oct 8, 2023 1:03:49 GMT
Cyr did not seem to mind as long as her hands didn't drift too low. "If I die," he said in a low, playful tone, "You'll be in charge of writing my obit. 'He died doing what he loved: being throttled to death by an irate woman wearing a green hat.'"
But, despite his worries of Viv catching them, Bez's presence did settle the restlessness in his heart. It really was too hard to worry about much with her around. And her advice had really been so helpful. He rubbed his face a little against the top of her head. He didn't want to tell her about what had happened with Myut, mostly because he didn't want to embarrass the Greed. But there had been something else percolating in his head lately, which had only intensified after talking to Val, and then to Ino.
"Bezabelle..." he said softly, his hold on her tightening just a little. "If I went to hide up on Earth for a bit, after we get out of here, would you come visit me?"
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Post by sneilley on Oct 11, 2023 7:09:08 GMT
Bez chuckled at Cyr's morbid joke. "She'll only throttle you a little bit, the poor thing. She's more convincing as a Pride than you are as a Lust." With that, her hand made a sudden swoop to his waistband, though she didn't get more risqué than a quick tickle just at the inside edge of his hip. She returned to tracing leisurely shapes with her fingertips.
Cyr turned serious. The way he'd said her name.... Well, if he was going to get all solemn like this, maybe she should too.
She pulled herself up on an elbow so she could see his face. There was steel in her voice, now. "And if I said no? Would there be anything you would do differently? Because if you are satisfied having companion for drinks and an occasional cuddle, nothing more, then what's the point, really? I'm not the sort to pursue forever." She flopped back, no longer pressing against him. "Would you have any regrets past the loss of a pal at parties? After all, by the end of this week...." She stopped abruptly.
When she continued, her voice was lower, like all emotion had suddenly leaked away. "Well, things will be different, won't they? "
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Post by Pieluver on Oct 11, 2023 12:51:23 GMT
Cyr flinched slightly when her hands darted downwards, but they retreated before he could take action to restrain them.
The sharp tone of her voice when she next spoke caused something in his chest to twist with unease. She flopped away from him, but the coldness inside him had everything to do with her words.
"Ah," he said faintly, words stuck in his chest. This was not...what he'd expected her to say. Maybe...the way she was in his head didn't really line up to...her at all. "I..." he started to say, but the words 'pursue forever' were trapped in his throat like a bad pill. He wanted to feel angry, but his tone ended up sounding closer to distress.
"Is that what this is?" He asked, voice soft and unstable. "You wanting to sleep with me?" He swallowed hard. "I...I thought we were friends." God, he sounded so pitiful, even to his own ears. Of course it was like this, wasn't it always like this? He was a lust demon, after all. In the end, what other use could anyone have for him?
"I'm not a toy," he said, the ounce of fierceness that had crawled up with the words causing his voice to crack. "Not yours, not my parents', not anyone's."
His pride prevented his voice from growing anymore pitiful, and he coughed, turning away from the small woman on his bed, looking up at the indistinct ceiling instead. "I don't have anywere down here to hide that wouldn't put someone else in danger for sheltering me," he said, his voice hoarse. "Since there's no longer a place I can consider home." He swallowed, maintaining the polite detachment in his voice. "If it's inconvenient for you, feel free to cease your pursual."
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Post by sneilley on Oct 11, 2023 14:04:24 GMT
Ah, there was the cord she had wanted to pluck. That poor wounded tone. That accusation. Serious, she was sure, coming from Cyr, though a bit funny coming from a Lust. With any other Lust, it would be the other demon concerned about just being used for sex. But Cyr... oh, Cyr. He had to be the worst Lust she'd ever met, and the only one she'd ever cared about.
One short bark of laughter escaped from her lips, but it was hardly jovial. It was almost pained. "Oh, Cyr. I don't just want to sleep with you. I don't just want a toy. I don't even just want a friend." She sighed. "I want more, and I thought you knew me well enough to understand... well, that I want you. No holding back." She sat up, then, facing him and leaning against him as she kneeled on the bed.
"I just keep hitting a wall where I don't expect one. It's like jerking to a stop at the end of a chain shorter than I expected." Her hand flitted up toward her neck, her eyes a bit distant with memory, before she caught herself. A gentle smile twisted her lips as she slipped back to a more comfortable facade. The lack of sleep was getting to her. She needed to keep her composure, to keep her mind on the here and now. Keep that smile on her face, even with Cyr.
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Post by Pieluver on Oct 11, 2023 15:34:59 GMT
Cyr frowned and turned his face away when she spoke, but he didn't push her away, even when she leaned against him.
"You want a lot of things," Cyr mumbled, sounding more petulant than anything. "And what about when you get what you want? Don't you just move on to the next interesting thing?"
He could hardly make out her face in the dim when he turned his head back to look at her. "I don't like that." He lowered his eyes, so the distant firelight could no longer catch them. "The walls are there for a reason," he said. He swallowed a bit unhappily. "If you didn't run around like you do, they wouldn't catch you by surprise."
"I know you want as much as you can whenever you can," he continued after a bloated silence. "I'm glad you can make that happen for yourself. But I...I never asked to be this way. Why do I have to trade myself for scraps of divided attention? I spent the first half of my life thinking I was like _her_," he said, guesturing across the hall towards Vivian's room. "And you know as well as I do how that is going to end between the two of you."
He felt guilty the moment he said it, but he didn't retract his words. If he was a pride demon, no one would think it weird for him to want to find one person and settle down. But because he was...this...because he had to keep himself alive using the hands of others, then why would he mind indulging every ask for more that came his way?
He looked away again, head down, his body tensed the way a dog might if it expected to be hit. "I just want to be safe," he said in a hoarse whisper.
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Post by sneilley on Oct 15, 2023 4:57:12 GMT
His words quickly wiped the smile from her face. His accusation. It was true, she was a demon and a Glutton too. She didn't regret that she acted like one, but the words still hurt.
"You don't-" His next words cut her off. He didn’t like that, did he? He thought she would get bored and drop him, that she would just use him. He really didn't understand her, did he? She couldn't bear to keep looking at him. Instead, she looked blankly down at the bed, fidgeting with a lock of her hair. The silence stretched, tension growing, then he continued. His complaints about his Sin weren't unfamiliar to her. They had touched on the subject before, just not this deeply. Then he brought her relationship with Vivian into it. Her eyes flashed with a cold anger as she stared him down, but he didn’t take it back. Not that it mattered if he did. It was too late; now, she knew what he thought.
He looked away, seeming almost grief-stricken. Those last words drained away her anger. She was suddenly very glad he wasn't looking at her. She hadn't realized... and she should have.
There was another silence, everything still and unchanging for a brief eternity.
"I know, Cyr. I...." She sighed. "If you're really planning to hide on earth, don't forget that you'll need as much power as you can manage, however you can get it. You'll need it. Just... promise me you will figure out some way to get the power you'll need, okay?" She slid off the bed, facing away. "Remind me in the morning, and I'll write down some of my contacts for you. Most are human, so they won't be easily traced by your parents."
She looked back, flashing a brief smile that she didn't feel, then began to walk out of the room. "Sleep well." The words felt flat.
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Post by Pieluver on Oct 15, 2023 20:08:43 GMT
Cyr felt like the silence was stuck in his throat, a painful lump. He upset Bez. He knew it. Even though he wasn't looking her direction, he could feel it radiating from her body language. He'd messed up. He didn't have to say things like that, he could have just carefully sidestepped the conversation like he usually did, and let her advance again, and they could keep moving in that careful rhythm they'd established where nothing was too deep or too real or too painful.
The tiredness in her voice when she spoke, the way she sighed, made his insides twist more. He almost wished she'd lash out in return, that would hurt less than the resignation he could feel now. He turned to look at her as she shifted and slid off the bed. The way the bed moved as she stood up made an uneasy feeling rise in his gut. Why was she speaking with such...finality? He knew she was good at hiding her emotions, was she very angry with him? Did she want nothing to do with him anymore?
He knew, based on the conversation they had just had, that what she wanted and what he wanted clearly didn't line up. And it was selfish of him to continue to insist on sticking around her if he wasn't going to give in. But he couldn't lose her. Of all the people he'd met after he fledged, she had treated him with such...kindness wasn't the right word. But her presence had made him feel bolder and more confident with himself after his identity and his expectations for himself had long fallen apart. She was vibrant and bright, she did what she liked without letting anyone get in her way, and she didn't answer to anyone. He was, admittedly, quite envious of that. But he didn't want to fall out of her orbit.
He realized, embarrassed, as he stared after the silhouette of her back in the dark, that at some point as she'd spoken, tears had started streaking down his face.
"Bez," he started to say, but the sound of his own wet, pathetic voice stopped him short. He shouldn't behave this way. Begging her to stay and not hate him would be wrong. Instead, he let out a soft, steadying exhale that did nothing. "Thanks," he said in a small voice.
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