Thread: Burning Passions [ Luciel x Ironic ]

Yeah, I know I'm tired, but that doesn't mean it's my excuse for the way that I'm feeling. She huffed out an aggravated breath of air, wanting him to see that she was true to her feelings and what she wanted. It took weeks, months, even years for unfortunate souls to sign a contract with a demon, but for her, a little over a day. She understood where he was coming from, and he wanted to protect her, but the afterlife didn't matter as long as her mortal life had Damian in it. But what he did next wasn't what she had expected. The flames that he had emulate from the palm of his hand danced. They were decent sized flames, the diameter fitting his entire palm, but realistically they were small compared to the bomb fires they always had in the summer months... but that little ball of flame was hotter than those invigorating flames in the summer. Those flames, now blue, shadowed the features of his Face that the light couldn't reach, his eyes glued on hers, and she couldn't look away from his gaze. But, this story did not have a happy ending, and she frowned at the result. I caused that flame to sizzle... Alas, there was hope despite the sudden suspense. Tiny it may be, but that flame that now existed in his hands had to have a spark to create a glow. I want the spark to be as blue as the ocean. She responded. Navaeh wanted to get close to him, to scoot up besides him and rest her head onto his lap. She didn't understand her boundaries yet around him, and she accepted that him resting at the foot of her bed was good enough, let alone a good start to rekindle that flame. What other capabilities do you wield? She couldn't help but ask as her eyes sparkled with the light of the twirling orbs. They looked like little suns. You'll feel that warmth again someday, but I need to know how to get closer to you. It's... hard. Gently she rubbed her arms, trying to find a way to understand him more. A lot had changed, and ten years didn't seem long but some days it did. I want to understand you better. I want to change everything that happened that night. I know, I know I can't, but if you put the effort in it too, we can figure it out together. It was apparent that he was hurting, deep down at least. The exterior wasn't noticeable, but she had hopes he would become the Damian she once knew. Wait... she pondered for a second. Is it too much pressure to be someone you're not? She was referring to his human form. If you want to be yourself, I'll try to learn to accept it. She offered, and wasn't too sure how he would react with such a ridiculous proposal. I want you to be comfortable, but I don't understand the demon ways of life besides the contracts. She explained, letting him know that she was trying to be thoughtful about him, not wanting to leave any surface unturned. I know it's going to be Rough for a while, but we'll learn. We'll manage. A positive aura radiated from her, and if he wasn't hopeful, she wanted to be that hope for Him. If you want your bed tonight, I'll sleep somewhere else. It was rude of me to claim it without consent. Her heart raced. .. unless you want to try and sleep together? Whyyyyyy do I keep talking?! She hated herself sometimes. I-I'm sorry. She instantly took the words back, wanting to hide under the covers in disgrace.