One does hate to see her like this. It's crossed my mind to compel her vampire to seduce her, properly, on threat of making him my sex slave, to be shared with Serena of course, and Nathaniel, who's always had a bit of a crush on him. His creator couldn't make a straight man to save her life, which makes his words to my love even more appalling. But what would Serena do if it were to become known I'd forced his hand (among other things)? I've not compelled him to do anything except be here, yet. If I ask her what I should do, would she become paranoid? He should make love to her of his own accord, but I might make a suggestion, if he fails to do so. Or I might simply make a move on him myself. Perhaps an abuse of power, but he cannot refuse me, nor should he refuse Serena anything her heart desires.
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ : ๐๐๐๐ - ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ “ENOUGH!” The acoustics aren’t great, but my voice manages to reverberate. I grab your throat and slam you against the wall. That echoes, too. “I have had it up to HERE with your fucking GAMES, CASTIEL!” It comes out as a bellow of rage and despair ripping its way from my chest through my throat, passing through my lips, feral and guttural. You see my eyes flash with pain-fueled fury in the dim lighting. You glare back at me, your hands prying at my wrist. I squeeze your throat and press you harder against the wall. Your eyes are beginning to water and it makes me… Not ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ณ๐บ . More frustrated. More desperate. ๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ช๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ? I silently beg of you not to make this about ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ pain. I will more than happily balm your wounds and soothe your ego, once I’m sure you ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ต . My voice is s...
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