Preliminary

"I wish I wasn't a god."

I watch his tongue run through the cut on my finger.

"You taste so holy."

'You are disgusting...'

He looked at me with the most lustful eyes and a defiant smile. Only he can feel the pleasure in my despair.

'He is disgusting'

"Who would have thought that you..." He came closer, crawling on my throne, and rubbed his knee against my thighs. as if a devil is prepared to devour a fiest.

"A god like you would make me come crawling insane... just to kill you."

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Oh please." I grabbed him by the waist, leaning in closer to his neck, and whispered.

"Die for me."