Prompt: Greed
Character: Beryl
Wanting is what got me where I am.
I have my goddess, Metallia. I have the throne she promised me when Endymion spurned me –how I wanted him!
But I have my throne
and my Shitennou, my four "kings", and I even have the best of
them to warm my bed, even though his hair is long and white where it
should be black and close-cropped. Even though he is cold where he
should be warm.
I'm not sure what gives me more pleasure –the
rough anger he fucks me with, or the outraged and injured airs of his
little toy (oh, I know all about them, don't think I don't.)
I need to see that pain, that anger –I need to know that I'm not the only one suffering in this place.
I have power. I have thousands of warriors at my disposal.
But I want HIM.
A thousand years of waiting haven't eased the burning in my blood. Every molecule in my body is crying out for that traitor prince.
I will destroy worlds to have him in my grasp.
I have everything but I need more.
I need him.
I need him.
I need him.
I will NEVER let him go.
