#lillian

Still, she wasn't sure she was happy with Malachi at this moment. Something she could've remembered before she perched on the table before him. A position it had not occured to her was quite so suggestive until he had taken his seat.

Something else that possibly should have occured to her, was that her dress was an effigy of her bleeding out. He wasn't shy that, in their positions, she was practically a steak under his nose.

Still, Lillian had questions, she needed clarity, and she wasn't sure she was all that pleased with Malachi at the moment. Bravely she held her ground, only mildly preening over the special treatment he showered her with.

Then, she had a little more security and Malachi was all but throwing coin at the others. hurrying them out, as he took her up to his residence.

Somewhere that, now, after the confrontation, she was glad she hadn't taken the others.

The foreplay really started as soon as they began to ascend."Like I said, your magic is powerful. Or could be powerful" he paused, smirking "I can teach you. If you’re willing to learn?"

Lil considered, she wasn't sure if she wanted to agree. However, more information couldn't hurt so she found herself nodding cautiously. Both relieved he'd been partially exonerated and wary still, of where she stood with him.

They finally arrived and Lillian felt the strange sensation of her shadow detatching from her control. It might have shocked her more if she hadnt just seen it happen to the others. However, Malachi didn't restrain her by pinning her arms to her sides. Instead she felt her shadow grasp her hands together and then pin them above her head. The whole action was so fluid and quick that her veneer faltered and she couldn't help releasing the briefest noise.

Judging by Malachi's expression it clearly had some favourable effect. It took her far too long to test the give of the grip around her wrists. Her shadow held fast so she was pinned in place for Malachi to bestow a heated kiss on her.

"See? isn't this fun darling? think of all the uses." He teased, After the kiss broke. His face just too close to be polite at the start of the sentence.

your steadying influence on our mind and hand.

you spill over into the rest of us, our guidance, our voice in madness, our way and saviour.

betaken by what you must do, you cauterize the wound without even a whimper already planning out next steps.

your radiant will, made of iron and forged in the greatest fires of our life.

I admire you so deeply, youve given everything to us.