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dantezinferno:
Dante couldn’t help the smile on his lips when she spoke of him being her home. It was exactly what he hoped she would feel. The slave went forgotten as far as the original was concerned. “You can absolutely have it now.” His arms wrapped around her, teleporting them both in flames to his suite. He left her in the living room and teleported to his bedroom then back to stand in front of her. He wasn’t old fashioned but there were certain things one had to do in this situation. “You may not be able to take my last name,” he didn’t have one. He opened the small box in his hand revealing the not so small ring. “But I want to continue being your home. Will you marry me?”
Sabine held onto him as they teleported into his living room, curiosity mounting as he left her for a moment to retrieve this mystery gift. Hands flew to her mouth as she saw the small box in his hands, wetness on her cheeks alerting her that she was crying despite herself. Since becoming a demon, she’d banished the idea of marriage from her future. Sure, she made jokes about it with Dante, but it had never truly been an expectation. Realizing the shock had kept her silent a few beats too long, she exclaimed an oddly high pitched, “Yes!”
jeffy98435:
Jeffy was used to certain expectation and had been painstaking shaped to be exactly what his Master wanted. He was allowed to be a little cheeky. He was expected to be obedient and eager. But he had learned quickly that didn’t go over well with all the Master’s and Mistresses around the castle. But there was really nothing he could do about that. At this point he was fairly sure he couldn’t change if he wanted to. So yes it felt horrible when the woman called him a wimp and personality-less, but he wasn’t going to argue. He nodded his acceptance. “Yes Ma’am I’m sorry I’ll leave with your permission.” He was slightly tempted just to run away, but predators chased everyone knew that.
“Ugh, yes. Just go,” she ordered, annoyed she even had to utter the words in order to be rid of him. “Normally I’d have a guard escort you back to the cells, but something tells me you’d crawl back of your own volition. Pathetic.”
dantezinferno:
Dante knew it wasn’t a vacation or pleasure trip. He also wasn’t very good with emotions and hated when Sabine went on these trips. The original pull back from her, brushing hair behind her ear. “You’ll always be home here.” He told her, looking into her eyes. “I have something for you.”
“I’ll always be home wherever you are,” she corrected, glancing up at him with a small smile. The implication of of a gift had her interest piqued, teeth lightly sinking into her bottom lip. “Are you going to keep me waiting, or can I see it now?” Sabine asked, motioning to the slave as a possible reason he’d have her wait.
huntingsupernaturals
The moment she sits down, Jason can feel his patience slipping. It’s one thing to deal with someone being in Elijah’s apartment that he doesn’t want here. It’s something entirely different when they won’t fucking leave. He’s been standing in the kitchen for the last several minutes, eyes resting on the knife closest to him. The hunter grabs it and hurls it at the demon, his aim precise. It’ll make contact as long as she doesn’t move. “Get the fuck out. You aren’t welcomed here.”
Sabine made no motion to avoid or deflect the knife, letting it sink into her chest. Once impaled, she stretched in a fashion very similar to a cat. “My turn,” she sang out, eyes growing pitch black. In one swift motion, she had Jason telekinetically pinned to the ceiling. She slowly pulled the knife from her torso, eyeing him for a moment as she went to stand directly beneath. And then the knife was sailing up into his right hand, driving in deep.
theoriginalbelle:
“I’ve always been partial to the big soft fluffy looking cats.” She admitted before laughing at the idea. “I’d find a way to kill that too probably. I think my thing is that I lack patience even though I try so hard.”
Sabine laughed. “I’m partial to the shorthairs myself, though I’ve had my fair share of the fluffs. I almost want to get you a pet rock now just to see if that’s actually possible.”
huntingsupernaturals:
“Yeah, well. Considering this is my home now. You aren’t welcomed.” Elijah isn’t here. So whatever reason she’s here – she doesn’t need to be. “Come back when he’s here. I’ll make sure I’ve told him you’re pro him going back to slavery for the rest of his life, too.”
“Is that supposed to bother me? Because I wasn’t really all that welcome here even when it was just Elijah.” Ignoring his words, Sabine moved to take a seat, crossing one leg over the other. “No, I think I’ll wait. That way I can tell him myself.”
theoriginalbelle:
“A Turkish Angora, beautiful, elegant, stunning like Blaise.” She said with a smile forming on her lips. “Sab, I can’t even keep a fish alive for more than a week.. I don’t think I’d be good at keeping a pet.”
“Turkish Angora it is. Perhaps I’ll take and Abyssinian as my next companion.” No matter how many pets she took, they would always be of the feline nature. She’d even debated a nice panther at one point. “A pet rock then, hmm?”
huntingsupernaturals:
“Once again, don’t care. The only thing I do care about is how you’re tossing the fact Dante sent Elijah away. And the fact you think that’s going to happen again. Why don’t you get the fuck out of Elijah’s suite and go jump back on Dante’s dick? And be my guest. Tell him about how disrespectful I was in the process.”
“Why would I leave when I’m just having so much fun playing with you? Don’t get me wrong, sex is all well and good, but this...this is the true game.”
theoriginalbelle:
“I’m sure you’ll have no issue finding the right one for him.” She said honestly. She knew that companions were often the one thing that made existing for so long a little less miserable.
“Persian is far too done for someone like Blaise,” she started, thinking aloud. If there was one creature she was familiar with, it was cats. “Perhaps a Turkish angora? Oh! Or an Abyssinian might be good. Definitely one of the two.” She looks upon the other for a moment. “Would you like a nice pet as well?”
theoriginalbelle:
“You know I think he’d adore a fur child of his own.” She said as she thought about the cat the demon had. “Although it would have to have a personality to match his.”
“I’ll have to speak with my animal guy,” she mused at the reply. Pet shops had never been her favorite places, and the man she used when purchasing pets had never let her down before. Beelzebub was not the first cat she’d owned. Not even close.
wyattxrutherford:
“Then you’re aware of how good it looks,” Wyatt told her as he took the coffee she gave him. “Thank you.” He said as he brought the drink to his lips to take a drink, watching her look him over. He lowered his cup as he gave her a small smirk, taking her hand when it was offered. “You just want to get me naked.” Wyatt teased. He didn’t feel like a piece of meat or a living sex toy when he was with Sabine. She respected his decisions and his right to say no; treating him like a friend rather than just a slave she could do with as she wanted.
“If that were the case, don’t you think I’d strip you down right here?” Sabine teased, shooting him a grin and giving his hand a light squeeze. “As far as human’s go, you’re definitely among the best I’ve ever been with. I’d have to be daft not to want it to happen again.” She didn’t mind being honest with him, even if it did seem to feed his ego. The compliment was well earned. “Don’t you want to see me naked again? Careful with your answer, because I will be dressing accordingly for the pool based upon it.”
huntingsupernaturals:
“I can promise you that I’m willing to try. Pretty sure you being in your actual body doesn’t keep you safe from exorcisms.” Had he not been claimed by a demon for a little bit, he’d probably know even less than he did before coming here. “Kind of amused you kept your actual form. I figured it would have been given to the worms. You sure you don’t have any in your crevices? You’re old as dirt.”
“Oh, that’s cute, you think I reinhabited a corpse.” Another laugh. “No, Dante made me into a demon without a need for my death. Don’t ask me the details, because I wasn’t exactly in a headspace to comprehend what he was doing. Just that I asked for it, and he granted my wish.”
vminoff:
“Aren’t you the expert for making deals? What would be a think you could accept in return? My blood for yours?”
Sabine chuckled. “Demon, remember.” She quirked a brow at his offer. “Blood for blood. I like it.” She pulled a small empty glass bottle from her bag. “I’ll be taking yours to go.”