Show You Off (Mr.Aznable/PoisonousIvee)

[Mr.Aznable]

“M-Maybe a.. gentler plan.. would be best..” she replied, calming a bit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He made a noise and sat down to rewrite everything. He just wanted to be left to his own devices and fuck his idiot lover.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

The whispers came to him, hisses in the corners of his mind. What did she know? He’d turned her into a simpering idiot, she had no right to critique his grand designs.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He scowled gently and tried to focus on the plans. Lina was a paladin at one point, she would know better than he.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Those memories were distant now, thanks to his efforts. The voices were louder, more insistent. Lina came back in, with a tray of tea for them. When did she leave? How long had he been scribbling away?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He shook his head gently and thanked her, opting to take a break for now.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

The tea was floral, lightly sweetened, just how he liked it. The scent seemed to clear the fog that the voice left in its wake.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Finally, peace. "What do you think...?" He asked, offering the plans.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She looked over them and smiled. “This is much more agreeable.. especially with our current numbers..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

There was that, at least. "We'll go with that, then."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded. “Very well, lieben..” she said. “Is the tea to your liking..?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, "Yes, thank you..*

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded and smiled, taking a cup for herself. “I’m glad..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He drank his slowly, looking over the plans again. Perhaps he could go into town and commission a sculptor.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Even easier, perhaps he could convert one. What better than to show an artisan the beauty of Her light?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gave a nod. That would be marvelous, actually. He finished his tea and stood, "Come, Lina."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She looked up at him and stood. “Hm? Where are we going?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"To commission some works." He replied.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded and moved to follow him. “Of course, lieben.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"We will prepare some missionaries during our next sermon." He said as they left the church.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She followed, smiling and hanging on his every word.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

As they moved through the town, people atared at them, but Adam simply ignored them. Even with some looking at them with desire.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She was embarrassed, her clothing more suited for private, if she was any judge.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He turned and grabbed her wrist gently, pulling her closer to him so he could keep an eye on her. He wasn't going to let anyone else sample his fruit.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She gasped and followed him closely. “S-Sorry lieben, I-I’m having trouble keeping up..”