Love and Madness: a demon's desire

Malak POV

As we twirled around the dimly lit room, the scent of ancient books and woodsmoke filled our nostrils. The fire cast flickering shadows on the walls, creating a mesmerizing dance of its own. I led her effortlessly across the room, my strength both comforting and exhilarating compared to her form. The melody swelled, and ourselves mirroring each other's fluid movements—a mix of elegance and daring. Our feet glided over the worn wooden floorboards. It was quiet, save for the music, allowing us to hear the soft rustle of our clothes. I could feel the heat of her body close to mine, an intensity that both unnerved and excited me. At this moment, all worries melted away, and I was suspended in time with our mysterious dance.

I dipped her down low, her head dangerously close to the polished floorboards, then lifted you up with ease as the strings of the violin reached a crescendo. Our bodies moved in perfect synchrony - a dance as old as time itself. My claws guided them, tracing down her spine as I kept them anchored in this dreamlike twilight ballet. The dance took on a life of its own, a seductive melody of undulating limbs and arching backs that seemed to defy gravity. Her eyes locked with mine, the playful fire still burning within, but now tempered with an unmistakable tension. Each step and sway was calculated yet fluid, dipping and swaying with the heartbeat of the music. The scent of exertion hung between us both - a heady mix of musk and leather. The warmth of the fire radiated on her face, causing droplets of perspiration to form at the hairline. Her breath came in short gasps, mingling with the crackling fire and the passionate strains of the violin. Every sense was heightened in this spellbinding moment, caught in a dance that seemed to be reaching its intense climax.

The final notes of the music faded into the air, the last echoes of the violin still ringing in the room. Both of us remained in our dance positions, a breath apart. The fire burned with the same intensity, the shadows still dancing on the walls. There was a brief moment of tension, a pause after the climax. The silence seemed to fill the room like a thick fog, pressing down on the two of us. Silence fell between the two of us, the only sound the crackling of the fire and her soft breaths echoing in the dimly lit room. My eyes searched her face, trying to gauge her reaction. I could sense her mixed emotions and the weight of the proposal I offered to her.

I smiled softly at her, my claws still resting gently on her body. "Sometimes words are unnecessary," I said, my voice a sultry whisper. "The beauty of this moment speaks louder than any words. I have never let anyone get this close to me before. No mortal or demon has captured my attention like you have." Her breath hitched for a moment at the softness from my words. Her eyes widened imperceptibly, the corners of her lips twitching into a small smile.

"You say I've captured your attention," she murmured, her voice a barely audible whisper. "And I find it hard to believe that none before me have had this effect on you." I let out a smile of my own. She is finally letting her guard down, soon she will be completely under my control. She took a deep breath and spoke again, her voice still soft but with a hint of determination . "But tell me... why me? Why would a demon such as yourself want to spend forever with a mortal like me?"

"You must remember my dear, never question my decisions. If I want something, I'll get it." I speak slowly and softly, my claws still resting gently on her body. "I must admit something to you," I say to her, "something I've never told anyone else before." She looks up, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of trepidation. "What is it?" she asks, her voice a whisper. I take a deep breath, my eyes locked on hers as I speak.

"You know that demons like me are supposed to be heartless and cruel, creatures driven only by their own desires and instincts," I begin. She nods, her expression a mix of confusion and surprise. I was revealing something I never thought I would say or hear from another demon. "But you...you make me feel something different," I continued, my words spoken almost reverently. "You have a way of making me question my own nature." She was taken aback by my confession, her eyes widening in surprise. Every living thing had always known demons to be heartless and cruel, but here I was confessing my vulnerability and doubt.