11 hours ago
Sasha grinned at the last bit of words that flowed from Oriena's mouth. His fingers still caressing the sides of her jaw, but he took her chin firmly between his thumb and forefinger. He licked his lips and his grin turned to a wry smile. "No one will tell me what I deserve anymore. They can hunt me. They will die like the others. And if I see that bitch again I will not play nice. She wants to see a fireball. I'll give her a fireball." It was more decisive than he'd ever been before. Less like the Sasha he was and more like something else. Maybe he needed to reinvent himself. Maybe not, he liked his name.
He leaned in close "I won't presume to tell you what you deserve, Oriena. But I will tell you anyway. You deserve everything. And you can take it. You are strong enough. But you deserve someone who wants to give it to you anyway. To be worshiped and loved. To be their goddess. Not just some side piece." He didn't presume to know much about her relationships, but he expected she didn't have many. And none were serious lovers just the side peices he spoke of. He was probably just another one -- he didn't get ahead of himself. But he spoke the truth. Didn't everyone deserve that? Didn't he?
He leaned in close "I won't presume to tell you what you deserve, Oriena. But I will tell you anyway. You deserve everything. And you can take it. You are strong enough. But you deserve someone who wants to give it to you anyway. To be worshiped and loved. To be their goddess. Not just some side piece." He didn't presume to know much about her relationships, but he expected she didn't have many. And none were serious lovers just the side peices he spoke of. He was probably just another one -- he didn't get ahead of himself. But he spoke the truth. Didn't everyone deserve that? Didn't he?