[Once more Eridanus' smile sours just a fraction at the mention of that insipid father of his. Perhaps, for the barest of moments, his distaste shows in the way his claws silently bear down just a bit harderโuntil welts become the pinpricks of daggers' tips that bead fresh blood within waxen divots. Sharp or simply cruel, when Lucius takes hold of his tail, it's as though he knew of the resentment in his heart, and Eridanus yelps his surprise.
Though the sweet taste of pain doesn't simmer his irritation, it does remind him of his place and so, he resigns himself to leaning down and nuzzling his face into the muscular curve of Lucius' neck. He will continue to bite his tongue for centuries and millennia to come, but that will never douse the flames of his dislike for a man who holds a tighter grip on his Eternal's affections than he does.]
That anyone ever thought less of you is a offense worthy of death, my beloved, [Eridanus mutters bitterly against waxen skin, his claws instead tracing the scars along his consort's chest once more,] I am most pleased to hear that you made those lesser men aware of your greatness.
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Though the sweet taste of pain doesn't simmer his irritation, it does remind him of his place and so, he resigns himself to leaning down and nuzzling his face into the muscular curve of Lucius' neck. He will continue to bite his tongue for centuries and millennia to come, but that will never douse the flames of his dislike for a man who holds a tighter grip on his Eternal's affections than he does.]
That anyone ever thought less of you is a offense worthy of death, my beloved, [Eridanus mutters bitterly against waxen skin, his claws instead tracing the scars along his consort's chest once more,] I am most pleased to hear that you made those lesser men aware of your greatness.