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𝖀𝕹𝕳𝕺𝕷𝖄 (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She panted and smiled. "Very.. very good..~" she said as she gently kissed his snout. "I think we're going to have a very interesting time together.."
 
He rumbled softly, the band plaguing his thoughts with nothing but her. Protect her, love her, worship her, kill for her. D̵̗̀͑͛͝i̷̬͇̬̺͛e̶̯̦̐̌ ̸̱̦̄̌̅f̶̧͗͑͜͝͠ö̸̮́̓̔̉ȓ̷̙̎ ̴̞̋̐̄͆͜ͅh̶͖͔̒̐̈́͝ͅe̴̟̤͌́͝r̴͉̹̤̠͠.
 
Name. Name. Name. What had his name been? It had been so long since he had heard his human name that he simply forgot. He gave a slow shake of his head, almost purring at her touch.
 
She smiled at his reaction. "Then here.." she said. She thought for a moment, and a very pleasant tingling sensation cut across his band. "There.." it was an engraving. "Idri, I think that suits you.."
 
Idri. Did it suit him? He didn't know. She knew. If she thought so, then it must be so. He gave a nod, rumbling softly.
 
Idri, as he was now known, followed Sapphira around like a shadow, lumbering behind her as she walked through Hell with her head held high. She had done the unthinkable, and tamed the most powerful Hellbeast in the Kingdom like it was nothing. Some demons were impressed, others angry and annoyed. To think such a young little imp could pull something off like that. The nerve she had. Already she was having Hell's strongest ask her to borrow her pet for Angel Hunting, but she declined each time. That was no longer his purpose.
 
Were he not suppressed by the band she kept over his eyes, he would be furious. Humiliated. He would rip her apart and clean his teeth with her bones. But, he felt none of that. He felt loyal to her, felt love for her. He had words echo in his head to protect her, even as he slept. It would drive anyone else insane. Not him.
 
Thankfully, the band was strong. The charms were strong. But, she needed to wok on his loyalty without the band
 
She definitely needed to make sure that didn't happen. So she kept hitting him with different charms. Day after day.
 
He was growing increasingly annoyed by her charms. He didn't like how heavy they made him feel. Sluggish and fat. He wanted her to stop.
 
She was making it worse with all those damn spells of hers. Idiot, didn't she know what she was doing?
 
If he wasn't annoyed before, he sure was now. Finally, he got sick of it, and after one particularly strong charm, he dragged himself toward her and fell on top of her, making sure not to crush her with all 400+ pounds of him.
 
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