" I'd burn you if that's what it takes. " House on Fire ; Rise Against
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She has to hate him, she needs to hate him, how can she not hate him? He took her freedom, he enslaved her. He surrendered her to Gaia, his action ultimately led to the horrors that occurred to her while she was enslaved in the underworld. The succubus tries to remind herself over and over again that she hates the man, yet, she still can't help but feel comfort as he holds her securely in his arms.
The succubus sighs heavily as she stretches her body awake, it's early morning and while she may no longer be God, her responsibilities involving celestial affairs remain. As she sits up, the sorcerer wakes beside her and Ren looks down at him with a small frown on her face.
"Where are you going?" He asks her groggily and the succubus sighs.
"I need to settle the situation at the gates before Mephisto bails...I was...I was going to fly there but I forgot...can you bring me there?" Ren asks and Stephen looks up at her in confusion.
"You haven't healed them?"
Ren shakes her head, "Hurts like a bitch...it's not like scratches or a knife wound. I'll literally feel the bones breaking and being put back together... and screaming in pain in the middle of sex is...troubling...well, some of the time at least," she explains and the sorcerer frowns at her.
"May I see?"
"It hurts," she murmurs, but relents and lays down on her stomach before the sorcerer, unfurling her wings with a grunt of pain. The sorcerer looks at them briefly in shock, the injuries to them are worse than the memory he had seen. The venomous spurs at the apex of her wings had been clipped, the skin around them irritated and raw as scar tissue attempts and fails to cover the wounds. Aside from the 'declawing' of her wings, the appendages appeared to have been twisted and broken. Patches of her bladed feathers had also been ripped from the skin, revealing scaly black skin beneath. When he notices the underlying base of her wings his gaze lingers in concern. The succubus turns her head to look at the sorcerer and realizes what he's looking at and she sighs.
"It's fine, they're just...like that now, I guess," she groans in pain as she shifts in discomfort. "Fuck, it really fuckin' hurts." She exhales and he gently grabs one of her wings, trying to see if he can manipulate them to realign the bones. She whimpers in pain and peaks over her shoulder at the sorcerer. "What are you doing?" She asks and he shakes his head.
"Stay still." He responds and the succubus simply groans in pain again. "You know...I was a veterinarian...briefly," he says and Ren huffs a laugh.
"Hate to break it to ya, doc. But having a fuckin' ghost dog as a pet is a bit of a red flag in that case." She teases and Stephen huffs.
