( though she'd started to move towards him again he's quicker, stronger, tugging her towards him, seating her on him. and it reminds her of a slightly fonder time, the first time that they'd been in this room. the things that they'd done then had been far freer, much more enjoyable and-- well, if someone had wanted to watch them they'd have seen a lot.
but his whisper concerns her, slight furrow of her brow )
Even here?
( she's felt the same thing that he has, that sense of being watched but lilith had assumed that it was lucifer, particularly after he'd said that he was watching her. but the false god--
she doesn't doubt her creator's power, how she'd been simply cast aside and (as she'd later learned from the earth) replaced. but hell, their domain-- )
Permit me to the surface. He can have something else to watch.
( unless lucifer had something specific he wanted the false god to watch )
[This might be better. This might make her wake up, it might make her keep the Beholding out. He reaches for her face, though. She's so pretty.
She's suffered so much, from things that the Dark Lord did not give her, she's walked the Path of Night alone for so many years. How has she kept it together? She didn't deserve it, he thinks. She was a girl with a heart too big for what she found, lying and shining in the dirt outside the Garden. From one bad master to another.]
Give me a kiss, first. Make the Throne of Heaven shake with the rage of having lost you.
( he doesn't need to ask for that, for lilith would always kiss him, happily, lovingly.
and that was all that she'd ever wanted in her life. from the false god, from adam. from lucifer. in the beginning all lilith had wanted was love, the same love that she'd given to others but it was never for her and through the years she'd hardened her heart, even if she couldn't stop loving.
when he asks she rests a hand to his cheek, fingers brushing at his hair as she leans in to kiss him, slowly at first but then with the passion she reserved for him. that same love she'd give whether heaven were watching or not.
it serves its purpose. her feelings calm, no longer feeling the terror of a nightmare but the gentle embrace of a lover, filled instead now with the love that lilith had had for lucifer. it stirs her, her levitation ending as lilith wakes, landing slightly less than gently back on the carpet of her room.
somewhere inside lilith knows that it isn't over, wonders exactly now what that demon knows of her )
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but his whisper concerns her, slight furrow of her brow )
Even here?
( she's felt the same thing that he has, that sense of being watched but lilith had assumed that it was lucifer, particularly after he'd said that he was watching her. but the false god--
she doesn't doubt her creator's power, how she'd been simply cast aside and (as she'd later learned from the earth) replaced. but hell, their domain-- )
Permit me to the surface. He can have something else to watch.
( unless lucifer had something specific he wanted the false god to watch )
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[This might be better. This might make her wake up, it might make her keep the Beholding out. He reaches for her face, though. She's so pretty.
She's suffered so much, from things that the Dark Lord did not give her, she's walked the Path of Night alone for so many years. How has she kept it together? She didn't deserve it, he thinks. She was a girl with a heart too big for what she found, lying and shining in the dirt outside the Garden. From one bad master to another.]
Give me a kiss, first. Make the Throne of Heaven shake with the rage of having lost you.
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and that was all that she'd ever wanted in her life. from the false god, from adam. from lucifer. in the beginning all lilith had wanted was love, the same love that she'd given to others but it was never for her and through the years she'd hardened her heart, even if she couldn't stop loving.
when he asks she rests a hand to his cheek, fingers brushing at his hair as she leans in to kiss him, slowly at first but then with the passion she reserved for him. that same love she'd give whether heaven were watching or not.
it serves its purpose. her feelings calm, no longer feeling the terror of a nightmare but the gentle embrace of a lover, filled instead now with the love that lilith had had for lucifer. it stirs her, her levitation ending as lilith wakes, landing slightly less than gently back on the carpet of her room.
somewhere inside lilith knows that it isn't over, wonders exactly now what that demon knows of her )