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We Who Are(Bound In Blood)

We Who Are(Bound In Blood)

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"Blood, spit, and bone." Aamon lists and finally rises from the floor towering over Elias who is still curled on the couch. "And of course a promise after they have been exchanged." "Exchanged?" the mage echos after a long beat of silence. Aamon smiles, "A kiss." he clarifies, his grin growing wider as Eli pales, "Much simpler than making a drink of blood and saliva and pulling out a tooth...well, it would be unpleasant. A kiss is much easier." "A kiss," Elias breathes. Aamon leans down bracing one of his hands on the back of the couch and the other on the arm of the couch beside Eli's head. "Precisely," From the prompt - "So I tried summoning a demon but it never appeared, obviously a failure. So why are my dishes clean, my clothes folded, and my doors opening when I go to walk through them?" Only I took it a little too seriously...
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"I'm not afraid of you," I tried to say confidently. He smirked while placing his hands on my hips. My breathing stopped for a few seconds but then continued when I remembered my goal was to be courageous. He licked a spot on my neck, and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He gently wrapped a hand around my neck. "You might sound confident, but I can taste the fear," he whispered into my ear. His voice was very intimidating and almost sent tingles down my spine. ALMOST. But I was done being afraid of this monster. I was done feeling inferior to him. "There's no doubt that you taste fear. Here's the real question: is it my fear that you taste, or is it yours?" I asked bravely. I gasped when he tightened his hold a little and pinned me to the wall. I stared into his cold eyes as he stared into mine. He smirked when our breathing came to a match. Then he did the last thing I would expect: he kissed me. Warning: This story has mature contents.

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