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Angel Wings to Dust

Tamara sighed, but understood, "Of course. You do what you have to do." It was not like she could really go anywhere... Moving her arms from around him, Tamara avoided her gaze as he rose, and she too turned to the other side of the bed, and ran a hand down her arm, as she kept her body covered with the red sheet. What was she going to do today? Running a hand through her locks, Tamara slowly rose up from the bed, and went behind the screen, changing into a white corset, with black lace stockings, and a red pair of heels, as she came out behind the screen...but he was gone.

Emerald eyes glanced to the ground, as she stood there a moment, and listened to the carnival sounds around her. He was lord of his domain, and he always had things to do...Tamara was just-there. Slipping out, Tamara made the bed, even if it was one red sheet, but it made sense for her to do it, after all, she had slept there. Her hand trailed along the sheet, and she sat on the edge of the bed. What happened last night...had it been real? Was everything she felt, true? Placing her pale hand over her heart, it beat against her hand, softly, but still there. What she had not expected, was to be visited by a real angel...And he told her many things, most of which were very confusing, but what stood out, was how afraid he seemed that there could be affection between she and Lucifer.

Long after the departure of the angel, Tamara wandered the Carnival, until she realized, she had no idea where she was now. Looking over her bare shoulder, she could see various black and red tents, but nothing seemed familiar to her. "Oh, no..."

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Lucifer's impending agony

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Such a lovely way to burn...

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Red desire.

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Bedtime is a burning, burning

Lucifer did not, could not sleep, once he strode from the tent, in his wounded pride he was gone, to the far reaches of the park, underneath the Ferris wheel. He looked up and roundly cursed Him above for his interference. Yet he did not understand how it was possible that Gabriel had been here... he would have known that presence, surely.. perhaps he'd been too hasty..... pride it was true was one of his sins. Still it wouldn't do her harm would it to think. He'd give her tonight alone and then perhaps she'd see what he intended. In the end it was not about trusting him, but trusting herself, she'd become fearful at the mere thought of betrayal and then on the fear..hopes of being saved by Him..of all people. He sighed. When would they see he wasn't listening, except it seemed when it meant a chance to needle this heart. Enough..... He walked on lost in thoughts and plans the path ahead winding with his musings, circling back on itself like a serpent biting it's tale.

Lucifer met with the Tamer leaning up against a booth, a self satisfied grin on his scarred face, the smell of blood around him, and the scent of her. His ire mounted as he got an explanation, which was clearly meant to please him. It did not. He suddenly understood just who" Gabriel" was and seized the man by the throat. " Faithful servant you may be but I made it clear that this one is under my hand.. and all her punishments mine to bestow... cross me at your peril Tamer or you'll spend a night with the beasts...and without your whip. For my displeasure, this..." Lucifer placed the tip of one yellowed talon on the man's forehead between his eyes and let him fall. His head would burn with images of his own forgotten reasons for damnation made afresh, opening old wounds and pouring on salt.

Now he had to find her.. before any other took her under their poisonous wings.

It was not long before the scent of her blood filled his nostrils, what kind of state was she in? The trail led to the Ragdoll's fun house, the hall of accursed mirrors. Pulling aside the tent flap, Lucifer found her bloodied and dejected, sitting on an upturned box, Rags tending to her wounds. The sight of her perfect skin so marred made his anger flare, Tamer had deserved worse... Lucifer cared nothing for what the Carnies did with the damned, that was their job, and those who remained here for eternity like Rags had to learn the ropes, the rules. He hadn't made an exception in centuries, but Tamara was his and this would not do. " Leave us Ragdoll.. I have the balm she needs." Both of them looked terrified, and with good reason on Rags part, she'd seen what his displeasure meant. But he had no quarrel with her, not this time.  Rags knew better than to argue and limped away, bowing low.

" Show me.. what he did to you... " Lucifer approached Tamara slowly and though his face was stern his blue eyes were full of pity, something that hadn't graced them for oh- so- long.

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I'll set your soul alight... just...let...me..

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And Lead Us Not...~send-heaven-my-regards

And lead us not into temptation…but deliver us from evil..

“Are you quite sure… you don’t wish to change “from” to ” to” ?” Lucifer smiled enticingly.

Tamara shuddered, “I-I forgot you can hear voices…”

“Voices.. thoughts.. yes I can, and you just broke rule 3, I thought I should mention - #3 No hope or prayers that God will save you … and so there will be consequences…. of my choosing.” He looks at her very intently. Oh how can I make it just that little bit harder… without breaking the rules that bind me?…. Ah…yes…

Tamara’s mouth dropped a little, her pink lips parting enough to show her white teeth and red tongue. “I-I didn’t know!” She had never seen the rules, or read them! How was she to know if no one told her? “Please, I’m sorry.”

” Hmm..” Lucifer frowned  “The Ticket Keeper should have given them to you.. I shall have words with him, but it makes no odds, rules are rules, they bind us all. So “Sorry”..I’m afraid is of no help to you now…. the wheels have turned. Well my love.. your punishment…. it’s not so hard. Tonight you shall warm my bed, and I will lie beside you.. Oh I won’t touch you unless you…wish me to, I promise you that. And curse it, I can’t, but I’m not going to tell you that . As I said..I do not sleep, but you can sing for me.. and we’ll see..”

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Her eyes were wide as she shook her head for a moment, "But, how was I to know the rules if I-" But she was cut off, and at his words, Tamara pressed her back into the bed post of the large mentioned, her heart racing at the idea of laying beside the Devil for a night. He promised, nothing sexual. He promised...Tamara could only hope that his words were true.

Her emerald eyes looked to the red silk sheets, a hard lump in her throat as she asked, "What...would you have me sing for you?" Tamara asked, her eyes remaining locked on the bed, not daring to chance a look at the Devil himself.