Wicked Blood
“You know me?”
Physique wrapped in a series of harnesses fashioned from pale leather, they were just shy of matching the opalescent complexion of the woman speaking. Bress stood barely half the height of the Shade, plump with the sins of every nation she had ever visited, seductively feigning distress across neat features as a precautionary bid to further disarm her pursuer.
Loe, in contrast, was just a shape. Miasmatic in nature with curls and wisps of ominous vapor rising from where extremities may have been. Cloaked by the surrounding darkness of the cavern, he appeared massive; using obscurations and shadow to leave the Abaasy guessing where he ended and where the rest of Kysad’s cave began.
A moment of silence fell over the pair before Loe swept closer to test his luck.
“You know us, Bress. Deep down, the knowledge is there and it’s waiting to be admitted.”
Pale brows knit ever-so-slightly over milky hues before Bress scoffed.
“Doubtful.”
Whether she recognized Loe or not, she didn’t care to speak with him. His presence was smothering. He was the irritant in the eyes of day laborers, the off-key note played at a piano recital. He was a mosquito bite that never had a chance to heal. Just outside her grasp of understanding, what he was weighed on her consciousness. Looming in a manner similar to the Shade himself, the irritant pressed inward, as consistent the far waves of the Endless Sea might swallow the coast of Nod.
Without any prompting necessary, Bress began putting space between them, her clawed feet scraping at the stone as she considered just where she had to go from here. She had come to harass Kysad, but the Shade was making sure her initial task wasn’t a simple one.
It was best she couldn’t make out the ghastly features of the Voidspawn. Though he could wear no smile of intent, he still had eyes somewhere in the dark, and oh how they stared at Bress. They stared at her full lips, they stared at her shapely thighs, and they stared at the space obfuscated just beneath the swell of her bosom. Beneath that divine meat would beat a tell-tale heart. Loe could feel it from his position now yards away, feel it captured within Bress’ shaky frame, a fluttering organ soaked in terror. For now, the flesh was keeping it safe from his nether fangs and endless appetite, but his time would come.
Oh, and how he would feast when the time was right.
“You think?” Like whistling wind, his voice came from all directions surrounding Bress. “Perhaps I was mistaken in thinking you clever. I have heard you are very clever, Dear. I have heard you are a trickster who has tormented entire worlds.”
“That’s an exaggeration,” Bress breathed, not daring to take her sights from the creeping darkness drifting her way. For every step she took backward, Loe covered three or four. It would be less than a moment before he was upon her, and despite the risk of sounding negative, the Abaasy was sure she was trapped. “I’ve done nothing my brethren wouldn’t do. Why, I expect there are those of my kind who put my deeds to shame. I’m an amateur, you see- wet behind the ears and eager to learn!”
“To quote you… ‘Doubtful’.”
“And why have you come to Kysad’s home? Are you a friend of his?” Her steps came to an abrupt half as she backed herself against a sooty wall, her palms and rear now stained with coal particles from assessing her predicament. “I’m sure he’ll be back shortly. You needn’t worry about me if you’re here to see him.”
Sweeping cold crept from the floor, spreading up her toes and to the tops of her feet. It took more effort than she cared to exude to keep from shivering, but Loe could see the goose flesh on her bare arms and legs. He pressed forward while she shrank back, and once he was hovering as a spreading wall of shadow, he whispered in his whistling way, “We have hours before he arrives.”
“…What do you want?”
“Just what I have now.”
Bress was squinting, afraid of overanalyzing that which terrified her, but in the hollow insides of the shade, she swore there was something unmistakeably humanoid. An illusion perhaps. “You could do so much better, you know.” Against her better judgment, she continued to stare through the fog, wracking her mind for reasons why the Shade might have something so peculiar tied into its existence.
“What do you see?” Without a filter, Loe gave away little of what he might have been contemplating. Instead, his inquiries were kept broad and simple. The aimless prods at a conversation between a cat and mouse. “What are you thinking?”
“I believe you have someone inside you.” Dirty digits scratched at a patch of skin on her left thigh, leaving a collection of dark trails in their wake. “Did you eat them? I’m thinking I’d rather not be eaten, of course. What else would I be thinking about at a time like this?” Her tone carried mild annoyance as she added, “You’d think you were waiting for instructions or something.”
The laugh Loe ushered forth was blood-curdling; the opposite of a Siren’s song.
“Conceivably, I am that someone. Would it be such a far stretch for your imagination to believe I have no interest in eating you right now?” To his credit, he felt now wasn’t the time nor the place for such messiness. “If I told you not to fear being eaten, would you feel at ease within my presence?”
Immediately, she lied and answered with, “Yes. I would be greatly relieved to know that. Is it true?”
“Take my word, Bress. You will come to no harm while I am in your company this evening.”
“Does that include harm from others?” Rather than attempt to placate her newfound companion, Bress’ head began spinning new ideas as to how she might benefit from Loe’s presence. “You never know what sort of business might sprout up.”
“If you mean Jasa or Kysad, you know well enough you are more powerful than both of them. My assistance would not be necessary.”
“No, no… Wait.” A pause. “Jasa? That sounds familiar. Why do you mention him?” At some point, Bress had settled in against the wall, making the most of being pinned by reclining her back upon the mostly even patch of stone. Her outfit was ruined, but she dismissed it as a necessary loss. Clothing was replaceable, whereas flesh often wasn’t. “Is he here? In Nod?”
“Bearing the news of your engagement, no less. He told Kysad you were stirring up trouble.” A shadowy appendage snaked up the woman’s bare ribs, caressing her torso with the same ginger intimacy a lover might use to count her ribs after an exhausting evening in bed. “Congratulations are in order, are they not?”
While she hated having no control, her body arched eagerly at the touch. Fear was much easier to manage when treated as an aphrodisiac. Her lips split as they quivered, a chime of laughter cutting through the cavern.
“You want to celebrate my sham marriage? Pray tell me, how? As far as I am aware, you’re spectral and without reason to be otherwise. I can’t even fathom how you might have eaten me, for that matter, but I had expected that to be the extent of your motivations and appetite.”
“My appetites are many, Bress. More than any singular body might sate. Curious?” Her mention of his motivations was carefully ignored.
“Very,” she admitted, barely audible as the words passed in what little space remained between the pair. “If you keep your promise.”
“Faith, Bress. I will satisfy your curiosity while slaking my appetite, and I will do these things while keeping my promise.” As he finished speaking, Bress would feel brushes against her throat from unseen lips, their curve of amusement bearing invisible teeth that grazed the exposed surface of her windpipe. “Your wicked blood need not be the nectar that crosses my tongue this night.”
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