[She lets himself be pulled forward, and when she reaches out her hands are human once again. Riful sets them gently on either side of his face as his flesh shifts, bubbling and blurring beneath her fingers.]
Then save me, prince. [She looks deeply into his eyes, waiting for it-- that precise moment of transformation, despair to joy, pain to pleasure, the remnants of his humanity stripping away to reveal truth. Riful is so, so very tired of weaklings, but that bright, sweet power of his has such promise, and this time, she won't be disappointed. She wants to mold him beneath her hands, turn him into her very own creature. She wants his heart between her teeth.]
I don't ask for much. Just your power, and your loyalty. [Her smile reaches all the way to her eyes] We could be such friends!
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Then save me, prince. [She looks deeply into his eyes, waiting for it-- that precise moment of transformation, despair to joy, pain to pleasure, the remnants of his humanity stripping away to reveal truth. Riful is so, so very tired of weaklings, but that bright, sweet power of his has such promise, and this time, she won't be disappointed. She wants to mold him beneath her hands, turn him into her very own creature. She wants his heart between her teeth.]
I don't ask for much. Just your power, and your loyalty. [Her smile reaches all the way to her eyes] We could be such friends!