What Now?

[Nox]

The words were biting. They were meant to hurt, though she didn't truly make the effort to add to the pain. Not that he felt it anyway. He wished he did. And she knew that something else was gone. Nox didn't remove his hand, instead the thumb of the mechanical hand caressed the tender skin which he held pressing lightly into the empty space below her jaw. It would be easy to kill her, not that he was thinking it. But it would. Just trying could end his life, she was quick with the power, she could slice through him like butter, and it would be his fault, but there would be nothing he could do.

"It took everything that made me who I am. The power of the gods. My fucking will to live. Left me a husk of the man I was." Nox pressed his thumb harder into the hollow under Oriena's neck, not enough to hurt, barely enough that she knew he was doing it. "I know you could split me in two with a thought."

Nox shivered at the thought at the feeling running through his veins. It was brief excitation, a feeling tight inside and fleeting. But it was there and feeling and could feel more with Ori. He whispered. "This doesn't need to change. Make me feel something."