Obsession
“What are you plannin’ to do when you catch up to her?” The imp’s shrill voice grated on Nimneth’s last nerve. Gaktuk lounged on the velvet cushion, dropping a fig-like fruit into his huge mouth. Why were the mouths of imps so big, anyway?! “You ever think about just letting it go?”
Oh, because they can’t shut up. Nim stalked across the room; to her annoyance he followed. “I want her to feel the way I felt for years. Powerless. Controlled. It’s her turn to be at my beck and call.” “It doesn’t work that way and you know it.”
Nimneth only just kept her hands from slamming on the table. She took a deep breath and held her tongue’s sharp knives. Little bastard never seemed to notice when she sliced him open with her words anyway. Asshole was too irritating to notice when he’d been filleted from stem to stern. “It. Will. Be. Enough.” “Nah. It’ll never be enough for your obsession. Got a little crush, dontcha?” He laughed. Nimneth might have held her tongue but they were in the ‘kitchen’ and there were literal knives aplenty.
The imp teleported out of the spot the knife flashed, only to appear on to the counter next to the succubus. “She fixed up the wards, you know. Better than last time.” Gaktuk leaned back on his disproportionate hands, unruffled by her attempted violence. Nim looked at him through her lashes, taking deep breaths. “I have another job for you Tuk.” “Just one. Then I’m done. Gonna retire to somewhere far far from Azeroth. Somewhere safer. Eat fruit and read trashy romance novels for the rest of my existence.” He laughed, ears flopping and sharp teeth flashing. “If you knew what was good for you, you’d do that, too.” Her tail lashed. The imp could go drown himself for all she cared. Once this last job was done. “All right, whatcha want for this final bit?” “Bones. A lot of them.”
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Day 28 Ascension / Obsession
