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Sneak Peek of 'Bent, Not Broken' Ch. 7'So sorry', I spat, my words trembling with bitter agony, 'But I am afraid I won’t be of much use to you tonight. That’s the consequence for playing too roughly with your toys. They break.'Sneak Peek of 'Bent, Not Broken' Ch. 7 by OdditiesAbounding
I heard Faustus enter the room which was, I dimly realized, a bathing chamber, one in which I had been absently discarded upon the ground, despite my grievously injured state.
Claude walked slowly around my prone form, coming to kneel before me so I was able to see his repugnant face as he spoke. 'So, you finally admit to being one of my toys, then?', he asked smugly, reaching out to lightly caress my cheek.
How I despised him.
'I said nothing of the sort, spider filth', I replied breathily, suddenly distracted as a cresting surge of nausea painfully clenched my guts.
Shutting my eyes, I pulled my face away from his seeking hands, trying desperately to steady myself.
'Well then, perhaps my pet instead, yes?', he cooed obscenel
The Birth of a DemonThe Birth of a Demon
'Twas in the mid-most summer's night
The darkest moment ere the dawn
In stygian realms of dark delight
One beautiful to look upon
Her grace and kindness shone.
Though love was rare in that darkness
The lady with eyes a-gleaming
Took he whom she yearned to caress
To worlds from lonely dreaming.
As waves of lust and pure desire
Crashed o'er them their bodies one
In heat of night from spark to fire
The creation of a son.
A tiny newborn demon child
Who one day with grow to strive
To walk and talk in manner mild
Butler to Ciel Phantomhive