"I'm~going~chop~you~up! I'm~ I'm~going~chop~you~up! im~going to~going~to~going~to going~to~going to chop~you~up."
"Sene? What is that?" I asked curiously, leaning against my palm, next to the counter that rested both Sophia and Almar, trembling with the mouths gagged.
"Hm, original lyrics just can't place the melody, maybe the black plague? I don't know, " He muttered with a cheeky smile plastered over his face.
(A/N: I really can't place the melody, but it's in my head!)
Covering my mouth, I giggled into my palms while Sene sharpened his knives till sparkles began to shimmer into the air. He turned to the two tied up just within the kitchen.
"Now then, Lili, the first thing you must know is that blood is Sauce! It's a part of life, so we must save it all, especially the heart. Which can be tough at times, depending on the age, but I think with cultivators, it will be just perfect." he stated quite confidently. I had initially planned to blow him, but I somehow felt I needed to watch and learn.
"Yes, Master!" I uttered, playing along only to notice a faint tremor rise from within his trousers. Somewhat flush at what was going to happen tonight, I bit my lips with expectation.
Grinning a little lustfully, Arsene snapped, summoning a bucket, placing it near Almar, who shivered.
"hMM~~~HMMM~HMM," He howled, thoroughly gagged, with tears pouring from his eyes.
Indifferent Arsene clapped as dark tentacles suddenly coiled around Almar, hanging him upside just over the bucket. Licking his lips, Sene slowly slit his throat, taking extra care not to waste any blood.
Draining the crimson liquid from his body. My loins grew hot and wet as Arsene stared off in wonder of the scarlet liquid pouring endlessly. Dipping his finger through the fountain of blood, similar to one would to a chocolate fountain, Arsene stole a taste.
Humming in, he turned to me with such fire I felt exposed, bear to his eyes. Gulping, I looked down. I didn't know why but his powerful stair had me shivering.
It had not taken long for the blood to drain as I had thought, but within half an hour, the pale elf was lifeless, suspended in the air with a hollow expression and the single tear that clung to his eye.
Resting him down on the kitchen counter, Arsene sliced into him without hesitation, holding the precision I had seen only in surgeons. He sliced from the chest towards his crotch, coming to a quick stop at the lower abdomen.
"Now then, I think I am in the mood for, let's see, the liver or, as the french say, foie gras! Never had Elven Liver or their lungs," he muttered in a systematic tone. "Oh! They have two livers. How strange? It looks like we can add them on top of the lungs, and now It's a set."
Rising from my chair, I reached towards Arsene and peered into the dead man's chest." Lilith," He suddenly called, carving out what I could only presume to be what we will be eating." grab two frying pans or make them with your abyssal qi. I assume you can use creation laws?"
Sending the remains of Almar into his spiral ring, Arsene laid the four pieces of meat down, pulling out various spices.
"First, the foie gras! You need to season it twice! Before and just as it comes out, we are preparing it with caramelized pear, I picked up on my way here." He said, sprinkling it with bits of ruby salt and some really potent black pepper.
Slowly patting it into the liver, he moved on to the lungs before giving it a massage. Getting it semi-flat, he began tossing various herbs that smelt of heavens within. Garlic, Truffle oil, Blood Salt, peppercorn, and rosemary, and thyme were some of the many seasonings he used, or at least the ones I could recognize.
"What of Sophia?" I softly inquired, sending a glance just at the woman who was now sitting in her own waste.
"We need her alive, for now at least," he said with a chilling hum, "She will be having dessert with us, produced by her own brain. Some people like eating monkey brains, I for one, never had that, so this will be the next best thing. It's quite the delicacy and from a fox woman like herself. Who knows how it will taste."
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Arsene turned to me with a stern expression, "Can you have them rest for about twenty-four hours? I need the spices to dig deeper in,"
Rushing to his side, I placed my hands over the meat, using the laws of time to accelerate for just the amount of time he asked for. However, just as I turned to Arsene, I saw him holding a pot on the fire, striking it with oil.
Watching the oil begin to smoke, he smiled, "the Lungs, please," Taking it from my hand, the sounds of sizzling hummed into my mind, along with a captivating scent I would never forget.
Drooling from the lips, Arsene tapped the head of the meet before flipping it over. Grinning from ear to ear, he soon placed the foie gras down within another pot with a piece of pear that was sprinkled with butter, sugar, and flour.
"SSSSSSSSSS~"
Humming alongside such a wonderful sound, Arsene and I ran back and forth as he began adding more spices to each pot. Enriching the dishes till my blouse became drenched with drool flowing from my lips, I could have sworn I had a mini orgasm within my mouth.
"Done!" He shouted, with a smile, plating two steaks, on the kitchenware the hotel provided. However, just as I thought he was done, Arsene began pouring all the juices from each cut into each other. Gabbing himself a cup of blood, he poured it into a single pot.
"The Sause dear the Sause, one can never forget the Sause." He solemnly chanted like a mantra, "Now then place the large steaks at the bottom and Foie gras at the top. The pear will be held just at the corner a little aways, form the main dish, it must not touch!"
A/N: filet mignon with a cut of foie gras, plated with caramelized pear, was quite heavenly when I tried it.)
Following his every direction, I plated each dish onto the table as Arsene approached with two small ramekins.
"And done!" he added, placing them neatly down onto the table.
"I'm going to have my way with you, hubby!" I shouted with a flushed expression, biting my lips as he turned to me with a mysterious smile.
"We will see. I have something quite special for you, dear."