𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝟎𝟎𝟏 // ANAÏS AND AYAZ [ @oniiisms ] HELLS GATE, LATE EVENING.
it was no secret that anaïs had her playthings. when you were in a position of power such as hers, it offered her the luxury of having many. especially those who chose not to follow the faction. they had chosen to be venerable and not bask in the glow that her protection provided. one such individual was ayaz kuday, who seemed to be taking ages to notice her presence. perhaps it was for his own good, a rouge in the presence of the commander. at long last their gazes eventually locked, the demon seeming to adjust in their seat as she took a regal sip from the glass of liquor in their hand. let the games begin.
ayaz not only was fun to toy with, but his resistance particularly fascinated her. he was a thousand years old after all; their decade long little dance was a mere blip in both of their lives. he could keep holding on for centuries and she knew it. perhaps that was what kept her playing the game: the continued question of how long it would take before they were finally able to break him. the humans were too easy; she required something a bit more lengthy that deserved their attention.
“what?” she smirked, raising an eyebrow as she noticed the obvious distaste in his gaze. even if she seemed surprised, he probably knew she was enjoying it. “can’t a simple customer enjoy their drink in peace? i’m paying good money to be in here, after all.”