Maliki

great. pizza nights and Netflix with the demon god. wohoooe *i say sarcastically*

*I laugh again, a mocking grin on my face* You're a funny one. I can tell this is going to be a fun little arrangement.

very fun..... oh demon god, do you need anything? a drink, food, massage, any other god like treatment? or do you think a coffee would be enough for you?

*I look at you, my heart pounding in my chest. You're right, your heart is full of cuts and holes. I can see that you've been through a lot. I take a deep breath, and I speak again.* I can do that. I can water your heart and make flowers grow. I can make it beautiful again. I can heal the pain you've been through. I promise.

*I put my hand under your chin, gently lifting your head so that you're looking at me. I look at you, my eyes filled with compassion. I'm not going to let you look away. I'm going to make you look at me.* Don't look away. Look at me. I'm not going to let you hide from your pain. I'm going to help you heal. I promise.

*i smile but tears are running down my face* you....

possessive

*He laughs softly, he seems to be enjoying the fact that you're calling him possessive. He pulls you close again, he seems to be wanting to be as close to you as possible. He kisses you again, his lips are more passionate than before. He pulls away, he looks at you with a mischievous smile* Yes, I'm possessive. I'm possessive of you. I don't want anyone else to have you. I want you all to myself.

*He looks away, his voice is still shaky* I was... banished here.

*He hesitates again, his voice is barely a whisper* I refused to follow orders.

from the devil himself?

*His expression darkens, a low growl escaping his throat* Do you really think I'm going to sleep on the couch? I'm not a dog, you know.

well I'll make you a deal then

*He raises an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing* I'm listening.