A2 for Satan and Bast
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A2 for Satan and Bast
Que a disgruntled Satan ogling at various color schemes for their wedding. His finger tapped the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows scrunched and his eyes lowered with a glare of annoyance. He growled and grumbled every time he chose a color yet found something not to his liking, immediately dismissing it. His patience was growing thin. Enough so he contemplated tearing the universe to shreds in a blind stupor of rage. It would be so easy, like ripping paper. Far more easier than choosing colors.
Fingers danced along his tense shoulders and long arms wove around, palms flattening against his chest. “Dear, why are you settling on the visible spectrum? I’m certain you’ll find something better in a different spectrum. Why not the interred?”
Satan just walks by Bast...his tail gently stroking under her chin as he passes.
There was a faint laughter as it sent a chill down her spin and she snapped lightly at his departing tail with those sharp teeth. “Tease.”
“I adore you~” Was all he could say / @lapsusunus
“ who wouldn’t ? ”
“ Earth is filled with children that have an absent parent. ” / @lapsusunus
she knows that well. they were the FIRST , weren’t they ? though he was never from earth. she wonders if any human vying for the approval of a parent who cannot be bothered knows that their best allies , their predecessors , reign in hell. she wants to tell them not to bother. they are enough by themselves , without grovelling after those who were MEANT to love them. she supposes they will know that soon enough. every human life is cursed short. eve and adam ate the apple , after all. “ they will be ours , soon enough. ” she has so many children. adding a couple thousand to her collection is no bother.
*liiiick*
The Goddess returned the favor, running her tongue over his coarse cheek.
lapsusunus replied to your post: “…I’m a valid archangel…”
“None of you are”
“Shhhh.”
"Erriiiiissss~"
Oh?
Now there’s a foreboding, kindred presence she hadn’t in quite sometime. It really did bring a sense of comfort whenever he came that sated her need for destruction. Therapeutic really. Lips quipped up into a smile at her name being hissed out carried in the air.
❝ I see someone still doesn’t knock... My, my---look who’s come all the way down to my boudoir from Hell itself. Have we’ve been busy? It’s been awhile since any souls have been exiled here to be TORTURED for all eternity.❞
Vapors of smoke swirled around her ethereal form as body slithered in the air and snaked over his shoulders from behind him.
❝ Now, Luci...what brings you here? Business or pleasure? Both maybe? ❞