Medb is my Master, but...it is only a role between Servant and Master. She expects obedience and loyalty, and I must provide. [And a slight rueful smile.] Huhuhuhu. Even if I know she isn't my true Master in the first place.
[And they reach up, capturing Ryan's chin between thumb and forefinger.]
I say such things about you because if you are truly a representation of that part of me, that covets and desires what one must not have, then you know me much better than anyone else. And I know you better than anyone else. We have been friends for a long time.
[They smile.]
And...you know, that man knows you better than anyone else. However! In the end, I have yet to know you as a person that stands separate from me. You are my Envy, but are you my Envy, hm? Tell me that.
[he hums, idly tracing a shape on douman's shoulder.]
Your envy, my envy, everyone else's-- I wouldn't really say I'm only related to one of those? We all share the same sin, so in a way, I'm the avatar of all of it.
[he digs a nail in a little more, scratching that shape into being. it's an eye, of course.]
-kinda wish I had nails like Despair, that'd make this a lot easier...
[It takes a moment for Douman to realize that they're being marked - their dark eyes glint, looking over at the movement of the other's hand. But even as they shudder, they make no move to stop him.]
Ahhhh. [Their grin widens, revealing sharp fangs.] I see, I see. Marking me as your own? But we have only just begun. You desire to have me that much, mm?
[They let go of Ryan's chin, moving to scratch a line against the jawline, mouth opening and closing with teeth clacking, like an animal in a cage catching the scent of food.]
Is this your way of saying you want to be my Master?
[he admits that easily, nails digging a bit harder. he can't easily draw blood, but this will definitely leave a mark.]
That's only natural, right? If you're aligned to me, and if we're doing this, then of course I'd want something like that. I don't want anyone else to be the same as me, to you.
[Ever so nervous, and eager to please, but oh, so full of desire.]
[It vaguely reminds them of the man buried deep inside. I want, I want, I want, and I can't have. They've heard this song before.]
You are not, and will not be the same as anyone else. But you must realize something, mmm? [A hiss at the digging in of nails, but they're already leaning forward.] This must be a path that opens two ways. Because I don't want you to be this way with anyone else, either.
[And they bite down, without warning, on the base of Ryan's neck, sucking a pretty mark into the skin.]
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[A glance up at his face, with those dark, dark eyes.]
What do you mean?
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[his tone's still casual, curious, but he's watching them intently again.]
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[Which is the truth.]
Medb is my Master, but...it is only a role between Servant and Master. She expects obedience and loyalty, and I must provide. [And a slight rueful smile.] Huhuhuhu. Even if I know she isn't my true Master in the first place.
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[still totally casual! but they don't sound surprised at all, or seem to find this new information.]
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[And they reach up, capturing Ryan's chin between thumb and forefinger.]
I say such things about you because if you are truly a representation of that part of me, that covets and desires what one must not have, then you know me much better than anyone else. And I know you better than anyone else. We have been friends for a long time.
[They smile.]
And...you know, that man knows you better than anyone else. However! In the end, I have yet to know you as a person that stands separate from me. You are my Envy, but are you my Envy, hm? Tell me that.
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[he hums, idly tracing a shape on douman's shoulder.]
Your envy, my envy, everyone else's-- I wouldn't really say I'm only related to one of those? We all share the same sin, so in a way, I'm the avatar of all of it.
[he digs a nail in a little more, scratching that shape into being. it's an eye, of course.]
-kinda wish I had nails like Despair, that'd make this a lot easier...
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Ahhhh. [Their grin widens, revealing sharp fangs.] I see, I see. Marking me as your own? But we have only just begun. You desire to have me that much, mm?
[They let go of Ryan's chin, moving to scratch a line against the jawline, mouth opening and closing with teeth clacking, like an animal in a cage catching the scent of food.]
Is this your way of saying you want to be my Master?
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[he admits that easily, nails digging a bit harder. he can't easily draw blood, but this will definitely leave a mark.]
That's only natural, right? If you're aligned to me, and if we're doing this, then of course I'd want something like that. I don't want anyone else to be the same as me, to you.
[you've met them twice envy shut the fuck up.]
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[Ever so nervous, and eager to please, but oh, so full of desire.]
[It vaguely reminds them of the man buried deep inside. I want, I want, I want, and I can't have. They've heard this song before.]
You are not, and will not be the same as anyone else. But you must realize something, mmm? [A hiss at the digging in of nails, but they're already leaning forward.] This must be a path that opens two ways. Because I don't want you to be this way with anyone else, either.
[And they bite down, without warning, on the base of Ryan's neck, sucking a pretty mark into the skin.]