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“Oh, he and I have discussed the matter extensively, and neither of us is clueless nor helpless in this situation; however, our knowledge combined often does not measure up to yours.”
Seraphi chuckled. “Of course, I’d be happy to lend my advice if Titus will take it. What is the matter?”
“A request for your presence.” She tilts her head. “And, perhaps, advice.”
She cocked an eyebrow. “Advice? Whatever for? Surely you must have some idea about this.”
Famulus bows her head demurely. “Of course, your majesty. There is, of course, still much I have yet to witness.”
Seraphi chuckled. “There is much indeed, Famulus. The universe is vast.” She paused for a moment. “What did Titus want from me again? I seem to have become distracted in my own thoughts.”
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"My lover's got humor."
"She's a giggle at a funeral."
"Should've worshiped her sooner."
"We were born sick, you heard them say it"
"She tells me 'worship in the bedroom.'"
"The only heaven I'll be sent to, is when I'm alone with you"
"I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife"
"Offer me that deathless death."
"Let me give you my life."
"My lover's the sunlight."
"There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin."
"Wonder if better now having survived"
"No other version of me I would rather be tonight"
"So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine"
"It would be great to find a place we could escape sometime"
"She found me just in time"
"'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done"
"I need to be youthfully felt"
"God, I never felt young"
"She's gonna save me"
"Call me baby "
"Happy to lie back"
"You knew who I was every step that I ran to you"
"Would things be easier if there was a right way?"
"Honey, there is no right way."
"There's an art to life's distractions"
"Love with every stranger, the stranger the better"
"All I've ever done is hide"
"But you don't know what hell you put me through"
"I know that you hate this place"
"It feels good"
"Oh to be alone with you"
"Honey, we should run away"
"Get closer to me"
"Idealism sits in prison"
"Chivalry fell on it's sword"
"Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me, I should know"
"I slithered here from Eden just to hide outside your door"
"Oh what a sin"
"I'll be home with you"
"I have never known color like this morning reveals to me"
"Something isn't right, babe"
"So we're slaves to any semblance of touch"
"Lord we should quit but we love it too much"
"Won't you come and save me from it?"
"You're supposed to drag me away from it"
"Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?"
"I'm so full of love I could barely eat"
"I didn't care much how long I lived"
"She never asked me once about the wrong I did"
"Heaven and hell were words to me"
"I will not ask you where you came from"
"I will not ask, and neither should you"
"Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips"
"We should just kiss like real people do"
"I know who I am when I'm alone"
"I'm something else when I see you"
"You don't understand, you should never know"
"How easy you are to need"
"Don't be kind to me"
"I will come back"
"It's a kindness you can't afford"
"I want you baby tonight, as sure as you're born"
"You'll hear me howling outside your door"
"Don't you hear me howling babe?"
"I've no language left to say it"
"All that I've been taught, and every word I've got, is foreign to me"
"It looks ugly, but it's clean"
"The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine"
"Open hand or closed fist would be fine"
"The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine"
"I called your name 'til the fever broke."
"The night so black that the darkness hummed"
"I heard a scream in the woods somewhere"
"What caused the wound?"
"My dearest love I'm not done yet"
"Rare is this love, keep it covered"
"All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach"
"Don't you ever tame your demons- always keep 'em on a leash"
"You've done me wrong for a long, long time"
"But after all you've done, I never changed my mind"
"Try to love me"
"My love will never die"
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Balem took the glass offered to his, smiling up to Seraphi. “Thank you, mother.”
He leaned back, crossing his leg back over the other, and eyeing up his mother again. His eyes started at the tips of her feet, and slowly made their way back up to her face.
Seraphi’s eyes followed her son’s as he observed her, then she lowered her chin and looked up at him. She took a graceful sip of wine and gently kicked her shoes off. “Why don’t you sit closer to me?” she asked suggestively, making room for him on her sofa.
“Of course,” Balem rasped, standing, and treading to the sofa on which his mother was sat. He turned, taking a seat, and running his hand up Seraphi’s thigh as he did. The heir nudged up to her, rubbing himself against her behind, slightly.
“I am… much more comfortable here.”
She set her glass on the table, and looked to her son. The matriarch reached up to caress his cheek, and leaned forward to whisper into his ear: “Then make me feel comfortable. Let me forget my stresses.”
Balem took the glass offered to his, smiling up to Seraphi. “Thank you, mother.”
He leaned back, crossing his leg back over the other, and eyeing up his mother again. His eyes started at the tips of her feet, and slowly made their way back up to her face.
Seraphi’s eyes followed her son’s as he observed her, then she lowered her chin and looked up at him. She took a graceful sip of wine and gently kicked her shoes off. “Why don’t you sit closer to me?” she asked suggestively, making room for him on her sofa.
Balem did as instructed, and clicked his feet, walking over to the armchair. He spun, resting into the armchair, and placing his arms to its sides. His leg crossed over the other, and he blinked slowly. The heir watched as his mother took the pins from her hair, and saw her long, brown locks flow down her back. It was enough to make him burst.
“If you’d be so kind,” he whispered, softly.
Seraphi grinned and pulled a bottle of wine from a holder, and poured two glasses. She offered one to her son, and she took one for herself.
Then she sat back, crossed her legs, and took a sip.
Balem stopped with her, turning to face her. He shuddered, closing his eyes when her hand touched his face. His tongue reached out to lick her finger, and he opened his eyes again. “Of course,” he whispered, rasping. The two Abrasaxes flickered, and disappeared, now on a course to Seraphi’s alcazar on Eausacre.
When they arrived shortly afterward, she led Balem back to her private chambers. She motioned for him to sit in an armchair across from her sofa, as she settled onto the sofa. Then she pulled a few pins from her hair and her long, dark hair cascaded down her shoulders.
“Can I offer you some wine?”
Balem placed his free hand atop Seraphi’s, clicking his feet against the floor as he stepped with the Abrasax matriarch. “Never better,” he whispered; an eerie smile slipping to his face.
Seraphi raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly. “More at peace, I hope.”
“Though,” he whispered, blinking in tandem as he tilted his head to Seraphi. “I am in need of some… motherly love.” Balem grinned, stroking his fingers against the top of the matriarch’s soft, dainty hand.
The matriarch stopped walking and grinned up at her son, and stroked his cheek. “Then we must return to Eausacre, and we can spend some quality time together, my son.”
Balem placed his free hand atop Seraphi’s, clicking his feet against the floor as he stepped with the Abrasax matriarch. “Never better,” he whispered; an eerie smile slipping to his face.
Seraphi raised an eyebrow and smiled knowingly. “More at peace, I hope.”
