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He kept close to Volante, resting his head on his shoulder.

He gave a simple nod of his head.

"I can not interfere with your desires, no. And neither do I." He huffs, taking his hand in his own.

"Mng. . ." His tail flicks behind him, the feline looking off to the side. "And I try. ."

He sighs, pulling her in a hug. "Mmhm."

". . He became an asshole."

"An old rival. . And boyfriend."

He started it

He huffs at his words. "I understand."

He gives a roll of his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. "You don't have to keep trying to be hot. . "

"That does not mean a thing."

"And you are lesser than me. . "

"Mn. . Evil, then? Perceived your life moving that direction."

Why are we abusing Amy

". . . Sleep."

"There hasn't been any attitude shift, Volante. . "

". . . Long."

"Hm. ."

@crownofacorns.bsky.social The feline has always had an interest in the princess especially given his occupation as Death. He is simply sat within the main courtyard of the castle grounds, simply admiring the plants all while keeping tabs on Sally as to make---

ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒʳʳʸ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ˢᵃᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ ᴮᵘᵗ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ˢᵒ ᵇᵃᵈ / #STHRP | #SonicRP \

Sally

ɪ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ꜱᴏʟᴀʀ ꜰʟᴀʀᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ɢᴏᴅꜱ, ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴅᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜᴇʟ ʀᴏᴅꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴏʟꜱᴛɪᴄᴇ, ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴘᴛʜꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʟʟꜰɪʀᴇ, ꜱᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ʙʏ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀʟꜰ-ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟʟ-ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀʟɪꜰᴇ.

The feline's tail flicked as it was held upright, the clack of his high-heeled boots hitting the ground as he approached her. "You will come to know me more in time, Surge."

@lightningcrashes.bsky.social Death has taken notice of the green speedster. Giving her a once over then a nod.

𝐵𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔! 𝒮𝓅𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒! 𝐿𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓊𝓅! 𝒯𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓂𝑒𝓁𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈! 𝒜𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓁… 𝒜𝒾𝓂 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝒹𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹!

Sigh.

"There is no identifiable way of killing me. ."

He barely even felt that nip, a low hum leaving the feline. He rubbed down to her backside, resting his hand there. "I can still feel it, y'know. . . jus' not the pain."

"I got that dog in me."

"Y'know I ain't into abusin' you, anyway." He was never that type of person to begin with. He just lightly rubbed at her back, a light smile on his lips.

He pulled away, only keeping her in a close hug. "Sorry. ."

He nods his head. "It is my duty to keep watch over all. I just. . Hm." He rubs the back of his head.

He shifted on his high-heel boots, resting his hands behind his back as he looked down at her with those off-colored eyes. "As I do with many. . . more so with those of higher standing like you."

"I don't like sharing. . ." He huffs, burying his nose against her neck.

"I know who you are, dear. Please, call me Asriel otherwise known as 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽." He offered a small smile to offshoot that revelation. "You do not have to be afraid. . . I am not here to claim any souls."

". . .Later and in private. . "

The feline wasn't exactly emotive much with his face, simply giving a light wave. "Evening. It a pleasure to finally meet you."

". . . Do I kill him again or not?"

@heartof-foolsgold.bsky.social "Princess."

"Okay then." Hugs and kisses.

"Need me t' kill him?"

Azriel leans toward her, offering a simple smile. "S'up?"

His tail held straight up, signifying his enjoyment. He reached for her chin, gently rubbing at her bottom lip. "Does not matter what you do. . . it always makes me feel strange. Nobody in my millennia of undeath has made me feel such ways."

"And yet I have never shown you ill-will. Ever." He states plainly, looking into those eyes with clear desire. It was apparent that the feline was trying to get on his level in terms of adoration.

"How is that so? Your affections seem. . . natural." He nuzzled into the others cheek, claws running up and down his back.

And Azriel gave plenty love in the form of tight huffing and kissing against their cheek. He kept a hold on him, a hand moving to take a squeeze at the other's rear. "I have no answers for you. You will need to make your inferences."

He continued to apply gentle kisses to his cheek, continuing the stroking upon the other. He pulled him against the feline, chest against chest.