Time and death intertwined

by SilverHoof1

Lust

Author's Note:

Warning! This chapter, as you might have guessed by the title has heavy sexual implications
this does not include any actual sex, only heavy implications.
If you are okay with this, enjoy the chapter.

I had been a bit worried all day. I knew that Byron still wanted to be with me, and I still wanted to be with him. How much that woman had affected him though surprised me though, and I didn’t like it. That night there was an uncomfortable silence that grew between us, Byron with his back pressed against my own. My mind was racing, heart beating and hands cold with sweat. Then he slowly turned around, letting me feel the firm muscles of his front as his large arms wrapped slowly around me. Then just like that, I felt safe and fell asleep.

That morning I found him frowning a bit and pulling some boots on along with a jacket, muttering to himself quietly. I watched him for a while, mind trying to comprehend what I was seeing. “Where are you going..?”

“Oh morning sleepy head, you missed breakfast, Inum left your plate out and used a small flame to keep it warm,” he said, both warmly and brusquely as he walked over and kissed my forehead. I kissed his cheek in response almost instinctively before I slowly got out of bed. “Okay, but where are you going?”

“I need to draw out that woman, I think she has her eyes set on me and I need to get them off…” he growled softly, his lips peeling back a bit to show the slightly sharper canines of his teeth. I looked, a bit worried before pulling on a blouse and pair of pants. “I’m coming with ya,”
“No, if she sees you its game,” he pointed out frowning, opening the door to walk out. My response was to simply cling to his back, snickering. “Please, someone like that already saw us together and tried to make a move, i think even if we were having ‘alone time’ she would still try and ‘pull’ you off of me,”

He seemed to consider for a second, then sighed, nodded and walked to the kitchen. I just kinda clung to his back, feeling like a backpack on his giant back. He walked to the table, blew out a small blue flame before handing it to me to eat. It was some simple buttered toast, with a whole in the middle filled with a sunny side up egg. It looked pretty good, and soon I was digging in as we trudged along, using my legs to hold onto him. I have strong legs, by the way.

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Oh, she felt that big lumbering giant going out. Lust, stretching out her body like a cat slowly stood up off of the bed of last night’s entertainment. He was currently passed out on the bed with ruffled hair, but it wasn’t like she cared. She simply waved at her own body and a pair of underwear simply shimmered onto her, although she wouldn’t need any more of course. For someone big and dumb like that tiger she could have come in a baggy trench coat and still seduced him. She could feel the small purple mark she had put on his stomach just… pulsing eeever so nicely… calling to her.

She made sure to leave a note on the man’s desk, simply saying in a mimicry of his hand writing that he had just had the night of his life. Lust, or as some knew her Lilith, or Lil or some even as Sonnada. She personally prefered Sonnada, simply because it was just more pretty. That's all a woman needed after all, to be pretty and devious. Those who didn’t meet those standards didn’t deserve the men they carried on their arms. Those with those standards she let keep their men, each entrapped by the persons beauty in a haze of lust. Anyone else was fresh meat.

Her lips quirked in a slow smile, hips swaying as she walked as she left the man to have his girlfriend walk in on him in this situation. Sonnada wondered if they could somehow pull through, or if she would be too outraged to even handle him. Oooh if only she could stay and watch, she ever so loved watching the fragile thing mortals called “love” shatter and break. But today she had bigger prey, and she hoped he would be bigger than the last man, he had been disappointing…

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I watched over Byron’s shoulder, before he cringed and stopped, looking down at his chest. What he saw, whatever it was made him freeze and I craned my neck to try and also take a look. On his stomach glowed a small purple mark, pulsing with a sickly light. It was in the shape of a scorpion’s barb, and I noticed the pulse grow stronger and more often, as if it was tracking someone. Then my eyes found Byron’s, and I saw the haze that was there before it cleared at the sight of me.

Some venom can end lives in seconds. Some can make people go crazy with pain, or experience illusions to the point they can’t tell what's real. It seemed even without a barb this woman could leave her own source of venom, a tracker. It seemed the more it pulsed the more influence it pushed into Byron, and I saw his eyes lose focus as he grunted again, for what I couldn’t tell. To my surprise I saw the red thread connecting us start to turn just a bit purple, and he started to reach towards me with that same expression.

I stepped away, both scared and surprised as he turned towards me with a predatory glint in his eye. The thread turned more and more purple as he got closer and closer, and I started to panic. “Byron, stop it you're scaring me!” I cried out, trying to push him away. His chest felt like a brick wall though, and with a growl he grabbed me and pulled me to him. He seemed to crush me to his chest as his hands explored my back and my panic grew. Then a single second of clarity came, and turning my head, just before he did anything we kissed.

The haze faded almost instantly, and his vice-like grip loosened to the point he was hugging instead of crushing, his arms folding against the small of my back. He kissed back, and I saw out of the corner of my eye the thread turn back to red. Then slowly, as we pulled away the purple stinger on his chest faded, and I sighed in relief. “Don’t scare me like that…”

“Sorry hun… my mind was so foggy I couldn’t think straight…”

“Wait… ‘hun’?” I questioned, ears perking a bit at the word. He smiled, and leaning down we shared another kiss, which was, sadly, cut off by a loud annoyed huff sound from behind him.

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What the nine hells had that pink ball of fluff done!? Lust could feel the connection she had built with Byron suddenly breaking and shriveling like it had been poisoned. Which was NO FAIR considering thats what she was supposed to do. Really what was it with this girl messing with her theft? The nerve!

She couldn’t help but sigh loudly, and the sigh turned annoyed as a car passed through her stomach. Right, don’t stop moving in the middle of the road. That was a bad plan, but she couldn’t help but be annoyed at what she knew had just happened. Things had just started getting good too, then she could feel it got ruined by some bubbly feeling. It made no sense, so she just kept going.

Only a few moments later she saw the two sharing… a kiss? Who actually kissed their partner like that it wasn’t meant to be so drawn out. She looked like she was trying to suck out his tongue with how long their lips were pressed together. She came up behind the big lug, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for him to notice her. Instead the ignorant prick kept kissing, her own patience trickling away. She didn’t have much of that, so it only took about 10 seconds before she let out a loud, annoyed exhale of breath.

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I watched as Byron simply reached out, seemingly by reflex, before smacking the woman they had seen yesterday straight onto the ground. He had hit her right in the forehead, and both turned in surprise as they saw her blinking up at the sky, seemingly dazed. For some reason she was in only a pair of purple underwear, and after a second she sprang up to her feet before screeching at such a high pitch only Byron reacted, flinching back.

“What in the nine hells was that for!?” she cried out, stomping up to him and seeming to be trying to look menacing. It wasn’t exactly her strong suit, even her tall frame still having to look up to look at Byron face to face. She looked like wrath incarnated as beauty, and the realization finally hit. “Oohh, your Lust aren’t you?”

“No i’m the damn business attorney, but out princess,” she shot at me, before turning back to Byron poking him roughly in the chest. Despite her size the push made him take a step back, showing off she at least had some strength in that bundle of curves. “What's the big idea you big lug, you were supposed to be coming with me to the house so we could play, not to kiss some random girl,” she hrmphed, and I saw something like blue smoke seep from her lips as she talked.

The words seemed to flow into Byron’s head, and he frowned for just a second his gaze hazing. Then he simply shrugged, and when he blinked the haze was gone. This, more than anything seemed to catch the seductress off guard and she stepped back, frowning. “Hm, you have power with your words? That's a new one, although it won’t work on me,”

“Sit,” she commanded, and instead of blue smoke a tendril, transparent but easily see-able seemed to flick from her head and try and enter Byron’s. The command never reached his brain though as the red thread connecting me to him simply slapped it aside, stretching to block the tendril.

She didn’t see the thread, and stomped her foot in annoyance, reminding me of a spoiled child. Then Byron, calmly picked her up by the top of her head, brining her eye to eye with him. “Lust, can not trample over true love,” he said simply before tossing her. Except the toss sent her light form rocketing away in a blur, and all she could say before she was gone was “that is the cheesiest line I have ever heard!”, then she was gone. Then just like that, it was over. We stood in silence for a second, then faced each other. Then I let out a deep sigh, and leaned against him a bit groaning, “That was so anticlimactic!”

“Yeahh, she isn’t that smart it seemed, at least not smart enough to figure out it wouldn’t work,” he responded rubbing the back of his head. We stared in the direction he had tossed her, then I started to walk in the direction of the city. “Where are you going?” he asked following behind, and I turned my head to smile back at him.
“Well I don’t know about you hun, but I'm hungry!”

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Lust hadn’t really been flung as far as they had originally thought. She had landed on her butt around a mile away, and while she was still furious she couldn’t help but marvel at his strength. She had underestimated that tiger, although she still thought that little pink princess didn’t deserve him. All she had done was watched and kissed him.

Sonnada smiled, playing with her hair with a finger as it changed in appearance, along with the rest of her body. The only time she ever changed was when she had hard prey. She almost hopped he would catch her again and that this would go on for a while. A part of her was saying this wouldn’t go well, and she would probably end up being launched again. She didn’t mind too much though, she just wanted to attack a purple thread to him somehow.

After all, she had already done it to a third of the city by now…