Book 2: Seven Demon's Hearts

Episode 62: Devour

Episode 62: D e v o u r

It almost felt like his heart had stopped beating. 

Even the people dancing around him seemed to move slowly. Their cries and cheers meshing into a messy blur. 

It was the feeling of seeing something so unexpected, and yet not knowing how to react. So instead, he just completely shut down.

Pride knocked the barstool down as he stood up, staring directly at Solmi's pale face about fifty feet away. She was by the entrance of the club, nervously scanning the vast area before her eyes locked onto his too. Gradually, they widened in shock, realizing her grave mistake of being caught here. But before she could run off, it was in the next second that Pride grabbed her into a tight hug. 

It almost felt as if her bones would all crack. "Pri--" her back hit the wall and his lips came crashing into hers. 

Hungrily, he grabbed her in his hands, kneading and scanning her body just to make sure she was real. He pressed himself in deeper, grabbing her face closer, and running his fingers through her short black hair. 

Solmi's brows furrowed with sadness, watching as a single blue tear squeezed out from the corner of his tightly shut eyes. Her hand twitched in hesitation before they slid up his body and cradled his neck, returning back a passionate kiss. She could taste the heavy bourbon lingering on his tongue. Pride's knees almost gave out as she reciprocated his feelings, enjoy every once of the moment before she abruptly pulled away. 

His wide blue eyes locked onto her, scanning every inch of her face with disbelieve and surprise. He was patting her hair, smoothing her face, staring back at his hands as if he couldn't register whether she was part of his imagination or not. His brows furrowed as he licked his lips, breathing heavily and in panic as he quietly continued to question his own sanity. 

Solmi's eyes dropped with regret and she silently kept to herself, allowing him to adjust to the sudden shock she had put him through by appearing so abruptly at Lucifer's. 

It was when his hands cupped her face again that he let out a scoff. She look back up at his amazed expression just as a fit of laughter took over him. Pride clutched the side of her face tighter, bending his head low and shaking it in bewilderment. 

Solmi's lips parted as if to speak, but she couldn't really find any appropriate words to say to him. And when he lifted his head back up, her lips pressed down together looking at his angry and hurt eyes. 

"How dare you?" He whispered, his fangs gnashing together and his claws tightened around her head. He lifted his chin slightly and glared down at her guilty expression before tilting his head to the side and going in for another kiss. 

This time, rather than the initial desperation and surprise, darker emotions carried through with it. Anger, skepticism, and lust. If he could, he'd just want to devour her entirely. Pride found himself unable to savor her slowly. He wanted to take her up so fast, so desperately, just so that she'd understand all the emotions he had been put through while she was gone. 

Solmi mumbled something against his lips, pushing his shoulders back in an attempt to escape from his overwhelming and raging sea of emotions. "Pride, wait--". 

But he pulled himself right back in.

He didn't care. He didn't want to talk. He didn't want to hear anything. He just wanted her. He wanted to have her now. He waited long enough. He just wanted to feel alive again. It was irrational, but with each second they've spent together, already, he began to feel the flame of life revive into a stronger and furious fire that spread around his body. It was heating him up so much that he felt sick.