The room felt deceptively small, the darkness that surrounds you was only pushed as far back as the wavering circle of candlelight could brush away. You sit untop of a large circular mirror, feeling it's thrumming energy waiting to heed your call.
You breathe slowly to still a racing heart, lifting a saucer with your lips, taking a sip of a thick syrupy wine. You set the container back between your knees and let your head fall back. You can almost see the warm glow from underneath closed eyelids.
You raise an ornate dagger to your breast, and suck in a deep breathe, muttering an incantation, a prayer.
"With this hearts sacrifice, please fulfill my wish," The last words fall as a sigh as you ready yourself for the pricking of pain. Don't draw too deep. Or else you will have more worries to attend to than an incantation."
You are ready your strike, fingers tightening around the handle. The metal hilt biting into sore fingers. You can feel a wind ruffle your hair with playful fingers.
"...There's a shortage of perfect breasts in this world, I'd be a pity to damage yours." A crooning whisper drifts up around you and you physically jump at the voice. You scramble to keep a hold of your dagger, wide eyes looking around. The glass beneath you begins to distort, and something pushes up to the surface, a large hand with sharp claws, you flinch backwards, holding the weapon cautiously.
The fingers drum against the glass teasingly, "Now... is that anyway to greet an invited guest?"
"That... that shouldn't have worked." You whisper uneasily. "What kind of trick is this?"
A clawed hand raises slowly, cupping your chin in the crook between forefinger and thumb. The contact makes you feel dizzy, you swoon at the touch.
"That isn't the final step of sealing your request, sweetness." Your eyelids flutter as the barest hint of claws stroke your throat, the caress of a lover.
The deep voice coos, "And just look at you... practically melting at my touch." The back of a finger brushes down the front of your loose fabric garment, tugging down the front to expose more of your chest. The cold air should have chilled your skin, yet a hot flush rose to your collar and up your throat.
"Ahhn... This isn't how I expected this to go..."
"Shhh," he purrs, "I can feel the yearning coming off of you in waves, the wanting, so sweet..."
The hand carefully picks up the saucer, tilting the liquid to spill overtop of your exposed throat. The pure white cloth becoming stained pink as the liquid spills down your chest. Tiny streams licking down your stomach.
"I'll be there in a moment, wait for me precious."
The touch disappears, the large hand disappearing back down into the void beneath you and it is as if you remember how to breathe again. Your tremble and back bows forward, gasping in unsteady breathes. Your fingers pressing tightly to the large circle of glass beneath you. With fingers splayed, you can see something below you, the image twists as the vague silhouette of a large figure heaves itself upward. Your legs feel unsteady, but you manage to stumble to your feet, stepping away from the large crystal pool. The hem of your dress blowing out a few of the candles that ring the glass. It's only allowed to be fretted for a moment, as a gust of wind guts the rest of the candles.
"Now, now... no need to be shy, I have made a mess of your pretty garments, allow me to clean you up..." He whispers sweetly, the light so dim, yet you can see one clawed finger curling enticingly to draw you forward. Two reddish pink slivers of starlight wink above you.
Throat so dry, your hands tremble gripping the drapes of fabric around your hips. One foot in front of the other, you fall into their waiting hands.
"If hearts blood doesn't seal... seal this bond ... what does?"
A lazy grin glimmers in the dark, clawed fingers stroking down your cheek. "Do you want me to tell you... or show you?" The grin stretches wider, and your can feel your pulse flutter in your throat.
"I... I," Your chest heaves, theirs not enough air in the room, it's too thin. "I..." the words won't come, too many words trying to fight for space all at once.
The twin stars lower down, growing closer and closer, entranced you reach your fingers out to alight upon a broad chin. He nuzzles into your palm, heavy lidded eyes sparking with starlight, before he shifts closer. Lips touch yours and you jerk as a sudden jolt of electricity spikes inside of you. One kiss becomes two and then the world blurs at the edges, you kiss as if you were gasping for air. Dress pooled onto a ruined puddle on the floor. You bow backward with a gasp as his face nuzzles your chest, a large tongue lapping up the syrupy wine that ran across your skin. You bite your forefinger, eyes fluttering closed from the sensation.
Time became a melted hazy thing, you weren't sure how long you where locked in bliss. Your nails dragging down his shoulder and back as moans and whines are pulled from your lungs like a song.
When you are alone again and panting hard, you feel the swell of power you wanted. The power to protect those you love... yet a new ache has formed. The price for the wish was something far greater that you realized. It makes your head spin. A chunk of your heart had been taken, and you don't know if you can get it back. Or perhaps... you will find the creature that took it from you, and relinquish the rest of yourself to him...
