[private] Pink Elephant in the room - Obscene

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I can see through you, see your true colors
Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me

“Of course. Taiga.” He breathes and gives a slight nod but there is hesitance in his tone. They had been ruling together for awhile (and mated for a little longer) but they had still not said that shackling phrase, those three little words, that could change everything for the worse. He knows the time is coming to tell her, that the snake is becoming harder to shift out of, and soon he would lose all control of it. He can feel it now, stirring in the depths of his belly, an itch he just can’t scratch. No amount of nectar can subdue it anymore and he feels time becoming limited. As if he was mortal again. Soon, he tells himself. Soon he will admit the feelings of his pathetic shriveled heart before it is too late. But it’s not just the secret of the snake that keeps him from telling her. It’s the knowing that gnaws at his stomach, an ache in his chest. He cannot take it, to tell her he loves her and then watch her lie to his face when she says it in return. The insecurities he had held for years could still plague him now, still make him feel like that worthless lost boy he had once been. That didn’t deserve someone like her, that he only ever deserved her hate.

It’s not fair, he thinks, as he looks her over from the shards of jewels that crown her forehead to the supple curve of her barrel, to the skin above her hip where he likes to press his kiss into the hardness of bone. He had wanted more time, needed more time. It was why he tried to hard to escape from the monotony of kingdom duties, just to spend an extra second memorizing the delicate lines of her face.

“I’m serious Cheri.” He means it, his red eyes glowering at her momentarily but soften slightly as she breathes him in and her exhale flutters over his dark skin, making him shudder slightly in response.. “You can't just disappear like that, not anymore.” He snarls softly but there is no heat in his anger, the fire of his argument tinged with that worry that refuses to disappear. It was a matter of when, not if, that he would turn and then she would be sole ruler of Loess. She was too important to lose. It comes to him again that she may possibly also become his killer. He doesn’t know what she will do with him, when he is nothing but black and gold scales and venomous fangs, but he’s sure she will do the right thing. It just has to be her decision, he would not put that weight on her. Would not burden her with the pressure and guilt if she couldn’t follow through.

For a moment it is pain that lingers in the glowing inferno of red but it vanishes as she edges closer.

Then her lips are traveling to all those places she knows so well and he sighs in exasperation but does not recoil. “We've tried that before and obedience didn’t suit you.” He purrs with pleasure as each kiss hits its mark and he closes his eyes, becoming the obedient one beneath her touch. “Besides I rather like it when you hold one of those stone hooves to my throat instead. Or whatever else you come up with in those wicked crystals of yours to torture me with.” He drawls lazily, a roguish glint in his eye that matches the smile on his face. Letting her know that he is thinking of those things now as his arousal becomes more evident.

“You’re trying to distract me and while it’s working, it doesn’t mean this is resolved.” He murmurs to her, leaning into her kiss as his neck arches beneath her mouth and his own muzzle caresses the toned shoulder she's exposed to him. Teasing the skin there with tongue and teeth. “It’s one thing for the Queen to make a fool of her King and another thing entirely for a wife to make a fool of her husband.” He parrots back at her, words she had once used against him when she had worried about him and assumed wrongly that he had been disloyal.

He suddenly pulls back from her and it is a hooded expression in the dark uncut rubies of his eyes, a guarded look as his features smooth and he starts to withdraw into himself. “I see what’s going on here.” He states flatly. “You still don’t believe me. After all this time.” His nostrils flare with displeasure as he slowly begins to don his old armor, hiding himself in the folds of steel. For once he isn’t quick enough to hide the scarlet hurt in his gaze as he distances himself from her. “You still think I don’t care.”

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@[Cheri]