The Heat (Ayvajin)

[Lucien]

"Maybe sometime later, when Fixatia is not after you anymore," he said with a raised brow. "Our powers get stronger back in our worlds, once we're back in our normal forms. I'd rather not have to kill her in my own Court. I hate cleaning up messes," he said scowling briefly before shaking it off and looking back to the necromancer.

"However, I see your world from my perspective, not from another's perspective. It is rather interesting seeing it with another being who has different views than I do," he chuckled. Few wanted to go against him since he held the title of 'king'.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin let out a disappointed sigh. She really did want to see where Lucien came from. It was all a mystery to her. He simply appeared in front of her and then disappeared when he needed ago. She never knew where he came from or where he went.

“What does it matter to or not? She seems to want to keep after you and therefore she seems to want to constantly kill me now. I am in danger no matter where I seem to go now. So, why not take that risk?”

The necromancer gave no mind to the threat to her life. She had never seen the queen of the succubi, so she gave no care toward her threats.

[Lucien]

"Do not be disappointed. I will take you soon," he promised as he stopped and tilted her head up, one finger under her chin as he pressed their lips together in a breath stealing kiss. Lucien knew that the necromancer was curious but he would feel better if she didn't go until all the business was settled.

Pulling back briefly, he sent her a dazzling smile. "It would make me feel better if I did not take you and you did not attempt to go on your own until this business with Fixatia is settled. Promise me, Ayvajin, you will not go without me," he said firmly.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin wanted desperately to be difficult. She wanted to shake her head and walk away from Lucien, promising him nothing. The necromancer was somewhat wanting to test the incubus’s care and affection, and she did not know where this sudden urge to test him came from.

She flashed a smile and said, “I will not go without you.” She turned and took a step toward the inn. She was being unspecific for a reason. There was still that desire to just go and see now. It was like forbidden fruit to her now. She was told not to go, and now her curiosity perked up and she desperately wanted to see.

Her rebel state of mind was also not helped by how she did not fear Fixatia.

[Lucien]

Lucien sighed, shaking his head as he crossed his arms, knowing very well why she was unafraid and that she wanted to rebel. He had a suspicion that she would attempt to go when he was there, and he hoped that she would not. His eyes hardened as he watched her walk away, towards the Inn and for the moment he debated showing her exactly why she was not to go.

Shaking his head, he followed her to the Inn, wrapping a firm arm around her waist as he let his finger trace over her hip, through the cloth of her dress. "You fear what you do not know," he murmured against her ear. "Which is folly. That is the last warning I will give you of her," he said.

[Ayvajin]

The necromancer let out a slow breath, a bit taken back by his movements and his words. She had always known when to really listen to someone. She had always known when not to test her teacher, and she was slowly learning when to not test Lucien.

Her hand reached up, moving over his neck. Her fingernails gently grazed his skin there before her hand settled upon the back of his neck.

“I will not go until you tell me to, Lucien. I promise you that,” Ayvajin said, her voice soft. Her eyes looked to him now, studying his face carefully.

[Lucien]

"Good," was all he said as his face was unreadable to her. He knew she was not lying, but talking about Fixatia annoyed him and tested his control. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he relaxed his stance a bit before dropping a kiss on the top of her head.

"Now, let us go somewhere a bit more private and I will tell you about our world so I do not upset some of the people here," the King of the Incubi said as he pulled her to him and leaned down, placing a delicate kiss on her lips.

[Ayvajin]

“We should go off to somewhere a bit more comfortable,” Ayvajin told Lucien. “There is truly no privacy in this inn. It is just one large room with mats upon the floor. I do not care where we go, though. I will be pretty content with wherever you drag me off to.”

The necromancer gave a faint smile as she stepped forward and turned to face the incubus. She really did not care where they went. If he wanted to fly her off to some place, she would definitely be willing to go even though flight was still a bit strange to her.

[Lucien]

"Is there somewhere you would like to see that you haven't been yet?" he asked as he caught up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, leaning down to take her lips in a firm kiss, one hand trailing up her spine to cradle her head. He tilted his head just so to the side, bringing them into even closer contact as he kissed her even more.

His other hand came up to rest on her middle back, kneading the muscles there before he pulled away, cradling her head in his hand. "Now think, necromancer. You choose a place to go," he said softly.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin thought for a long moment. She had been to a good portion of the places in Yviex. She simply wanted to be with Lucien, so it did not matter where they went. She let out a sigh, thinking.

“I want to go to the plains or to Temarra,” she said suddenly. “The night will be dark there, I know, but I just want to lay beside you no matter if we are laying outside or inside. I just want to cuddle up to you and kiss you and love on you, Lucien.”

Her arms slipped around his neck as she kissed his lips tenderly. “Can you grant me those wishes?” she asked gently.

[Lucien]

Lucien chuckled as he led her away from people. Once they were away from them, out of sight, he stretched his wings and held her to him, cradling her smaller form against his larger one. Taking off into the setting sky, he made the journey shorter as he touched down in the plains, away from other people.

It was indeed night there, he knew, and as he settled down he was careful not to jostle her. Landing comfortably, he placed her down and held her until she was steady, tucking his wings back in. "Wish granted," he said playfully as he watched her.

[Ayvajin]

Ayvajin looked around for a moment before giving a slow smile. Her eyes drifted back over to Lucien. “Well, just one wish granted,” she said after a moment of observing the incubus. “You took me to where I wanted, but now what?”

The necromancer stepped back over to Lucien, letting her hands slide up over his chest before letting them slip around to the back of his neck. She smiled a bit before leaning up and kissing the incubus’s lips gently. Ayvajin could not help but to give a soft giggle, pressing herself up close to Lucien and kissing his lips a bit more.