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Jul. 3rd, 2010 02:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaThe emotional spectrum is such a difficult concept to understand. Anri understands rage, the need to protect, the need to hurt. She understands depression, sadness, regret. Anri has experienced these things. She has faint memories of happiness.
And vivid memories of despair.
But lust is new. Lust, want, and love all mixed up together and suppressed. She's a teenage girl and despite what the size of her breasts might proclaim her hormones are only just starting to wake up.
If she could blame them for anything, she would blame Mikado and Kida, but she cannot blame them for Nature's work, just like she cannot blame them for Saika's increasingly loud whispers.
Let me cut them. Saika whispers. Let me love them. Let us love them. I love you.
The love of a demon is hard to bear.
A part of Anri knows that what she is doing is dangerous. Her control of Saika is tenuous at best, especially since she gained the power to control all those cut by Saika's blade. She worries now that she will lose control of herself, of Saika, of the hundreds of people now under her command.
She knows it's stupid.
The girls were whispering about it while changing for P.E. Not the type of girls Anri would ever be welcomed into a circle of, they were the popular girls, the smart and pretty ones with good breeding and their heads held high.
'You do? Isn't it… isn't it GROSS?'
'A little sticky, but it's worth it.'
Anri was a curious girl.
Curiouser and curioser.
Curiosity killed the cat.
She is lying on her bed while Saika whispers in her ear, her fingers sliding over areas of herself that she rushes through even in the bath. Her underwear is hanging off of one ankle and she is still wearing her Raira uniform skirt and top.
A touch to a hard nub between two slipper lips makes Anri gasp.
I love you. Saika whispers, Let me love you. Let me love them. I love humans.
I love you.
And vivid memories of despair.
But lust is new. Lust, want, and love all mixed up together and suppressed. She's a teenage girl and despite what the size of her breasts might proclaim her hormones are only just starting to wake up.
If she could blame them for anything, she would blame Mikado and Kida, but she cannot blame them for Nature's work, just like she cannot blame them for Saika's increasingly loud whispers.
Let me cut them. Saika whispers. Let me love them. Let us love them. I love you.
The love of a demon is hard to bear.
A part of Anri knows that what she is doing is dangerous. Her control of Saika is tenuous at best, especially since she gained the power to control all those cut by Saika's blade. She worries now that she will lose control of herself, of Saika, of the hundreds of people now under her command.
She knows it's stupid.
The girls were whispering about it while changing for P.E. Not the type of girls Anri would ever be welcomed into a circle of, they were the popular girls, the smart and pretty ones with good breeding and their heads held high.
'You do? Isn't it… isn't it GROSS?'
'A little sticky, but it's worth it.'
Anri was a curious girl.
Curiouser and curioser.
Curiosity killed the cat.
She is lying on her bed while Saika whispers in her ear, her fingers sliding over areas of herself that she rushes through even in the bath. Her underwear is hanging off of one ankle and she is still wearing her Raira uniform skirt and top.
A touch to a hard nub between two slipper lips makes Anri gasp.
I love you. Saika whispers, Let me love you. Let me love them. I love humans.
I love you.
