Bael was expecting Alice to leave without saying a word, simply going along with everything coming out of his mouth but it wasn’t like that. Instead, she wanted to stay behind and help with the ongoing assault. On one hand, he wanted to give into her demands but at the end of the day, her safety had to come first. Rolling his tongue over his lips, he reaches out, wrapping his hand over her throat, beginning to choke her. It was tight enough to make her struggle but it wouldn’t force her to black out unless he really wanted her to. Leaning in, he presses his lips firmly against hers while his grip around her throat starts to fade. The kiss was slow and passionate as he tilts his head to the side, loving the feeling of her soft lips against his own. “Of course, my love. You can stay and fight with me. It was foolish of me to try and get you to safety..” As soon as he pulls away, he places his hand firmly against Alice’s chest, squeezing her large breasts before shoving her back into the arms of the guards behind her.
“Guard her with your life. I’ll handle this section of the castle.” Bael kept his eyes on Alice, giving her the opportunity to say some parting words before getting carried off by the castle guards.
With his anger beginning to show, he tilts his head to the side, glaring towards Alice. It was truly the first time that she went against something that he said. It would be easy to call the guards and remove her with force but would that really solve anything? Letting out a small sigh, he would remove his katana from his hip, holding it out to her. “You know how to use a blade so protect my back with this. If anyone comes near you, aim for their throats and if they are wearing a helmet, aim for the eyes and then stab them through the torso.” Grabbing Alice by the back of her head, he pulls her in for a rough kiss, forcing his tongue in her mouth. It wouldn’t take long for him to dominate her, wrestling her tongue for a few seconds before pulling away, sinking his teeth into her bottom lip.
“No matter how young or old they might seem, kill them all. We have a legacy to protect, my love.”
“Clearly your parents were siblings because you decided to waste my time on such a stupid question. Do you know what that means? It means that you are retarded. You see, whenever siblings fuck, the kid comes out with brain deficiency. Big word, yes? Anyway.. Does it matter? Men grow and cut their hair all the time, same with women. Do I have to have a reason to grow my hair out? No, I do not. It just happened that way. Lilith enjoys it, Alice enjoys it and I enjoy it. Do you want me to tell you why I wipe my ass after taking a shit? Or why I put the toilet seat down after taking a piss? Please, entertain me with some more of your highly intelligent questions. Better yet, let’s make you the King of this realm. I’m certain it’ll go up in flames in a matter of seconds, you cunt.”
“It seems like there is something wrong with your brain because this clearly means that you are retarded because you would seek me out to say something like this to ruffle my feathers? Is that it? Are you looking to make a name for yourself?” Bael takes a deep breath before finishing his drink. Instead of slamming his glass down on the bar top, he decides to send it directly into his face, slicing his own hand in the process. “Oops. I think your face is broken, you piece of shit. Perhaps I can do something about it..” Rolling his tongue over his lips, he glances down at the blood beginning to drip on the ground from the open wound. “Mmm.” Bael brings his fingers together to create a fist before sending it directly into face once more, causing his nose to tilt to the side as it was broken on contact.
“Well, boy. What do you have to say before I kill you? You were the one making money off of her? Perhaps I should take you back to the dungeon and allow her to finish you off.. She’s changed. I think she has taken a liking to my homicidal tendencies..”
Brutus, obviously annoyed over the remark that was heard in the background would slowly make his presence known by placing his hand on the individual’s shoulder. Without saying a word, sizzling could be heard before the man collapses to the ground, attempting to get rid of the fire only to have it quickly spread to his hand. “You’re a fool. Why? Well, I will tell you before you burn to death, you pathetic little worm. Flora belongs to me. She deserves to be treated like a Queen? Ha, that bitch deserves everything that I give her. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ll treat you to a taste of absolute agony before you die. Hopefully you will learn your lesson and be a pussy in the next life to avoid contact with me..” While the man struggles with the flames, trying to rub them out on the floor, Brutus removes his combat knife from his hip, taking his time as he cuts the man’s pants off, undergarments included. In a split second, he starts to scream out loudly when he snaps his fingers, lighting the individual’s cock on fire. It doesn’t take long for him to succumb to his injuries as the flames consume his entire body until nothing but ashes are left behind.
Reaching out, Brutus grabs onto Flora, pulling her to him.
“We’re going home. I’m going to paint your face in something very familiar.. Any objections? If so, I can burn your other cheek and you can really test your luck in a cold world with nothing to offer to a man outside of some sub par pussy and a battered face..”
Brutus stood there, clicking his tongue over the roof of his mouth. It was hard for him to take his eyes off of his beautiful wife..but for all of the wrong reasons. It seemed as if her words were pure but he was so far gone that she could say that she loved him and he would turn it around as if she said she hated him. Whenever she was finished, he decided to toss his head back for a moment, glaring up at the ceiling. “That’s cute. Very cute, Flora. You are very honest and pure, saying something like that to my face. I believe you, dear. I believe you.” Brutus would extend his arms while taking a few steps forward only for his expressionless face to take a turn for the worst as he drove his fist into Flora’s gut, easily knocking the wind out of her. As she stumbles forward, burying her face into his chest, he takes her by the throat, hoisting her body in the air. In a matter of seconds, he was choking the life out of her with relative ease. “But you are lying to me. I can tell when you lie to me, Flora. I do not enjoy it…” Tossing her back, Flora’s back collides with the stone wall, causing a slight split to appear in the strong foundation that was keeping her standing upright. Before she could fall to the ground, Brutus would catch her, allowing her cheek to rest against his strong right hand. Without warning, his hand with begin to flash until it was covered in flames. Brutus watches in delight as the flames begin to consume that side of Flora’s face, causing her skin to bubble from being pressed against something that could be compared to the heat of the sun. When he was finished, he pulled his hand away, finding some joy in her skin sticking to his hand when he decided to remove it.
With a battered Flora on the floor, screaming in agony, he shook his hand to let out the flame. “There. Now you aren’t pretty for anyone else but me. You’re stuck with me, cunt. All mine.” To make matters worse, Brutus decided to drive his boot into her side, shattering her ribs with ease.
“Now clean yourself up, bitch. I’m hungry. Prepare dinner at once or you will receive more punishment for failing to give me what I want.” He spat on her before leaving the room, allowing her some time to clean herself up.
At wits end, Bael decides to send his fist forward, colliding with Stefan's jaw, easily shattering it on his way to the ground. Shaking his hand to get rid of the pain that was pulsating through it from the sudden impact. As Stefan tries to sit up, Bael places his foot down on his chest to keep him from moving. "I'll share something with you boy. Remember the nights that Alice was out late? Guess who she was with? I'll give you one opportunity to guess and if you get it wrong, I'll remove all of your fucking teeth, you cur."
A few seconds pass before Bael moves his foot up to Stefan's mouth, pressing his boot against his lips. "Nevermind. I'm not in the mood for games. Aliceandra was with me. I'll tell you something..she did cry but it was different. Tears from so much pleasure. You see, I'm not going to boast about the size of my dick or the things that I can do with my mouth and fingers but because I know how to actually please a woman. If Alice didn't care so much about you, I would probably squash your head like a rotten watermelon but I'll leave you alone for now." With Stefan's lips split, Bael kneels down beside him, placing his hand over his throat, beginning to choke the life out of him. While Stefan struggles to breathe, Bael removes a strange powdery substance from his pocket, forcing Stefan to swallow it. In a matter of minutes, he would forget everything that happened that day while maintaining his injuries.
Growing increasingly impatient with the man, Bael rolls his tongue over the roof of his mouth to keep from saying something that would surely bring shame to Alice's family. Shaking his head slowly, he reaches out, placing his hand on Stefan's shoulder. Over time, he would increase the pressure, nearly shattering his collarbone in the process. "If you feel the need to boast, little man, it is obvious that you are making up for the lack of ability to produce results. Why would you share details of your intimate encounters with such a beautiful woman? If you share anymore, I'll be sure to cut out your tongue so the world will be given the greatest pleasure in the world from not having to hear such complete bullshit from your lips. I won't hesitate to kill you but you mean the world to Alice so consider yourself fortunate that you are still breathing because of her."
"You're willing to boast that you made a woman cry? Are you really that small of a man to base your worth on something like that? I've slaughtered legions. If you are going to stand here and try to bait me into an altercation, I'll gladly beat your face in and call it a day. Killing you would be easy but making you suffer for putting your hands on a delicate angel? That is what you deserve. It might not be today and it might not be tomorrow but you'll get what is coming to you. Always watch over your shoulders, boy. I'm coming for you."
“If you think that, you really are as stupid as you look, Stefan. I’d imagine that you don’t know what it is like to take someone’s virginity. If you did, you would have known that someone beat you to the punch.” Bael couldn't help but smile as he crossed his arms over his chest, leaning forward, taunting Stefan. "I'll tell you, it was wonderful. You don't know what you were missing out on for the simple fact that once it is gone, it can never be taken again. It belongs to me, you insignificant bitch."
Stefan’s voice only forces Bael to smirk as he glares down at Alice, comparing her current appearance to a fragile mouse, looking for a way out of the situation that she was in. He shakes his head slowly as he places his left hand over her mouth to silence her. “People in this town love to talk. You should know that by now even though your mother seems to enjoy keeping you locked for some reason or another. I would compare you to a prized bird that should be shown to everyone but instead, you are caged and I will show you what true freedom is. I have a house in the city that no one knows about. It isn’t fancy but I promise you that we’ll be alone. I will give you the key and you are free to use it anytime you need some freedom from your daily life.” With his right hand, he reaches down in between her legs, yanking them apart by latching onto her right thigh. Without even asking, he starts to rub his index finger against her slit through her panties, making sure to apply extra pressure to her clit. With his hand over her mouth, she could moan but it would most certainly be muffled. Not wanting to be the only one to suffer, he would pull away to yank his pants down slightly, exposing his hard dick to her. “Familiarize yourself with this. It will bring you great pleasure.” Being the asshole that he was, Bael decides to lean forward, rubbing the tip of his dick against her panties, making sure to tease her clit with his heavy head. When he could feel her lips clinching at his member, he decides to pull away, straightening out both of their outfits before removing the key from her pocket, revealing that it was in the form of a necklace. After slipping it around her neck, he slowly backs away, smiling.
“Hopefully I’ll see you sooner rather than later, Aliceandra..”
“Absolutely not. Would you deny a child the right to taste chocolate on his or her lips? Or deny a woman the warmth of her husband’s arms on her wedding night? I assure you, what you are feeling is completely natural. The only question is: are you willing to risk slipping your hand in the cookie jar? I apologize for using such a dated analogy but I feel like it is accurate to use in this situation because you do look like a woman who has been saving herself for the right moment. Do not take a risk only to live in doubt and if you do take the risk, you’ll finally know if it was worth it or not..” Bael twirls his tongue over his lips as he wraps his arms around his chest, shifting back on his heels for a moment. “Let me ask you a question. Why do you owe this man so much? Did he pay a debt for your family? Did he save your life? If the answer is no, you don’t know him a goddamn thing. I will give you the greatest pleasure that you have ever felt. That feeling in your knees? Get used to it because you’ll have trouble walking for a while..” Bael was cocky but for good reason. With his hand on her chin, he leans over, allowing his lips to hover over hers. “I will not reject you because you are the only reason that I am in town. I did not think you would follow me back here but I have anticipated running into you for quite some time..” Leaning in, he presses his lips against hers, enjoying the moment as a hushed moan could be heard behind his lips as his tongue danced around in anticipation. Instead of slipping his tongue into her mouth, he would playfully sink his teeth into her bottom lip before pulling away, letting out a satisfied sigh.
“Satisfied, yes. But not enough. Not you, I mean the kiss.”
Bael places his hands on Alice’s cheeks as he forces their lips to come together for a second time, taking a rough but loving approach as he tilts his head to the side, slipping his tongue in her mouth. Twirling and twisting, he would finally get a good taste of the girl, pushing forward until her back was against the wall and her breasts were resting on his chest. The kiss would not end until it felt like his heart was about to burst out of his chest.
“If you are going to follow a man, I would suggest using more stealth. You see, with your beautiful, blonde hair; you stick out like a sore thumb, miss. Even with one eye, I could detect that you were watching me the entire time. I’m not going to fault you for that, even though I would not suggest walking into a back alley in this town. I might be King but I can assure you, only bad things happen back here.” Bael was reliving his childhood almost. In this form, he was visit his old stomping grounds and as fate would have it, like a moth to an open flame; Alice fell for his little trap. He was now standing in front of her as he would take her by the hand, forcing her to turn around and face him. Offering a faint smile, Bael leans over, pressing his lips into her forehead before pulling himself back. “That boy. Stefan, correct? He seems impressive enough but he isn’t King Bael. You should know that better than anyone else.” His voice was still deep but it was overwhelming as he gave her a slight nod. “I’m going to assume that you are in search of regret and a nasty headache in the morning? I can offer you that but I would much rather be in your company while you are sober so I have something outside of your remarkable beauty to remember you by..”