El Tango Del Roxanne

This was nothing but corruption. This was no more than depravity—incredulous depravity that gnaws at his guts like maggots. His body slowly decays from the filth that his presence brings. He steps back, steps away gracefully; cautious like a cat from his vile tormentor. Yet he still manages to sneer.

"It's Ferid now." His voice had an edge, an acidic tang to it.

"Ferid then. How many years has it been since you've left me?"

"Ah~ I've already forgotten."

Ferid scours the expanse of the column using his fingers and crushes the dust underneath his palm. He laughs bashfully; knuckles white from the pressure of clenching his hands too much. Blood trickles down his palm and plops on the floor. The demon notices this so that he follows the red droplets with his eyes, and feels an orgasmic delight to this service. The scent of Ferid's blood trickles his nostrils so in response, he heaves in to take in all the coppery sweetness that wafts in the air. He smirks; licks his lips using his forked tongue.

"You're as lovely as ever,"

There is a sound of a footstep and then another. The demon saunters to him, eyeing him carefully. His footsteps ring in Ferid's ears, making the vampire's dead heart frantic. Seeing him after all these years has been a shock.

His footsteps clatter; it echoes in the vicinity making Ferid tremble at the sound of it. Ferid moans underneath his breath and closes his eyes as the wind caress his thighs; touching him; groping him. Ferid waits with bated breath to finally feel his toxic touch. He presses himself against the column and steps sideways to escape this desire but he can never resist the monster that is before him. He is beholden to him. In a second, he feels him loom over him. He brings with him miasma but Ferid is used to it after all the years that they were together. Thus, he only sighs and holds his breath in wait.

The demon brushes his poisonous claws on his cheek. In response, Ferid lolls his head to the side and leans against the column as he hears his skin sizzle. He knows it is no use to fight the creature; it is no use to struggle. The demon grunts in preparation to lick the side of his neck. The touch of his forked tongue leaves a huge burn on Ferid's skin. His flesh rots at the monster's touch. Yet, despite this, Ferid cranes his neck and grabs the demon's shoulder not caring about the consequences.

"You still burn me Master."

"Isn't this how our love's supposed to be? For you to die in my arms, that would be bliss for you wouldn't it?"

"Yes. A thousand times yes."

Ferid feels the air in his surroundings grow stiff. He can never be free of this monster. The ribbon on his chest is undone by itself. A cold perverted wind undresses him so that his clothes fall on his heels.

Ferid quivers like a leaf; he clings to the demon in desperation, allowing himself to be hauled to the monster's stifling presence. He smells the demon's sulfuric breath and feels his sharp nails scrape against his porcelain skin as if undressing the mantle of flesh that covered his fragile bones. His touch brings about sizzles; it brings about pain, and in its wake, he draws a line of rotting flesh.

Ferid moans as the demon puts on more pressure against him. His skin was burning; his muscles withers away like ashes thrown in the wind.

"..give me eternity with a kiss." Ferid mumbles. He cocks his head to the side and closes his eyes. The demon grabs the cleft of his bottom and pull's his pale thighs perching it to its hips. The muscle on Ferid's legs has completely withered away so that blood continue to flow in rivulets from his knees to his Master's trousers, drenching it in the process. A piece of a skin melts and falls like a sticky liquid. His femur bone is now fully exposed, and it is beginning to disintegrate slowly.

"You'll die for real if I kiss you."

Ferid smiles. The flesh on his face is withering and is dropping like melted metal at the movement of his facial muscles.

"I am nothing but a corpse that belongs to you. But if dying would fit this reunion, I pray that death will wait.."

He shifts his eyes on the demon's full mouth and smiles even when his bones were disintegrating as they speak. Even when he feels like being burned in the fires of hell, he leans in close to smell his Master's sulphuric breath, to inhale his poison so that death will only be a matter of time. The skin on his mouth melts, exposing his scalded muscles that were also to deliquesce before long.

"…until I lay this kiss upon your lips: our first and last." He touches the demon's mouth using his withering phalanges: so white and brittle against the demon's strong jaw. They turn into ash as he brush them against his Master's face.

He looks at him as his breath turns shallow.

"My Antony.. before I am to die grant me this," Ferid purrs.

Ferid's skin near his left eye crinkles; melting; plopping down the floor, one strip at a time.

"Before I become too ugly for your liking."

The demon flutters his long lashes and traces Ferid's back using his talons. He kisses Feird's shoulders and moans his name.

Ferid trembles and grunts as the demon kissed the column of his slender throat: the only thing that is left fully covered with skin. As the creature plants kisses, the skin melts and withers away. It gives Ferid tremendous amount of pain but he only sighs. Death was for him the sweetest escape.

The demon leans in and kisses him softly on his exposed mandible that is streaked with blood. Ferid slowly crumbles as he deepens the kiss. The remainder of bones grates; cracks under the corrupt presence of the demon. The bones that were haphazardly covered with crinkled flesh drop on the floor and then Feridcompletely turns to dust.

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