Firestone Hot Springs [m] Wild Childs, Lookin' Good

It was @Senmut to trace her mind when she drugged herself for the first time.

Teeth clasped over a hanging pod, crushing it in her mouth. Seeds covered her tongue. And Legend wasn't sure if it was shame, or guilt, or then being unworthy of being held caged by those emerald eyes again. It was Eset and Khusobek's disappointment. It was Seth's love, and Toula's generosity.

She was allowed to be ruined for a moment and wish to have never left the Prince's chambers upon first entry. There'd have been no guts and carnage eating away in red at her head, nor eyes that roamed her for so long that she felt bile eat at her throat.

There were many that fell out the minks mouth, and the rest were crushed with snipping teeth.

Take it, Seth had told her.

To a better fantasy then where the sun hadn't yet reached her and the prince's arms were a more familiar numbness than what resided now.

A sneaky smile cheekily displayed on the demon. "Watch them break me." A challenge or an offer was not so clear, and did not matter any longer. That tail swished fast in wags, and then a pure, joyful laughter that could not contain itself. Connected for a moment, with rosy ears and light breath.