Tuktu Weir I created the sound of madness

Her breathy agreement, her response of obedience pleased him greatly and he growled softly in a purring fashion. He smiled and nibbled at her neck, trailing sharp nips up toward her ear. For the first time ever he had someone on the same level of darkness, of the same soul as him. For the first time he hadn't needed to kidnap or beat someone into submission, no, this woman gave her subservience freely and readily. "You will be in power as well...just below me and Serem. A teacher...an enforcer of this witchcraft and sacrificial magic. Do you want it, Pixie?" he breathed the words into her ear, gingerly taking the thin flesh between his fangs and pinching before releasing again.