#Zenos X Hellios

[lofixivnebulae]

“So delicate…soft and…tender. Surely this isn’t the beast I’ve sparred against…surely, the heat of battle isn’t this quiet…”

“And yet, I want to know- I need to be sure that this is still you— if I do this- would you still be willing. Would you still fight with the same gusto…would the flame echo quite as large- when met with the same blazing fire…just…maybe softer…”

“You mean love?”

“I don’t know what that word means, my demon.”

“My name is Helli, and that feeling in your chest…is it…hot and kind?”

“It’s…strange. And I can’t place it. I want to break you. Maim and carve your treasures same as the day I first laid eyes on you…but the cavities inside me are…full instead. Full of…soft feelings.”

“Zenos, whatever you’re feeling— I’d let you carve me. I’d let you rip and tear- drink deep of my neck… and do so in knowing you’d draw sustenance from my body…”

“Is this that wretched feeling?”

“Is it?”

“Helli—“

“…Is it?”