The night was young, the scent was strong, the soft hissing easily followed by trained ears.
Wednesday shuddered at the scaley sensation of the gorgon's hair. Ajax, they supplied Themselves. Truthfully, they didn't care about him enough for a name, but as Enid seemed to care there was nothing but rage inside their heart.
The boy was asleep, their fingers lightly touching his skin, mind contemplating what to do. A gentle frown formed on their features, they winced at the overpowering scent of narcotic plants from the room, from the boy that they could only despise.
A growl rose from their chest, low and dangerous, they couldn't help the smile that spread, a large toothy smile that looked horrific within the dark space. A soft laugh followed when the boy beneath them woke up. When he attempted to yell, a clawed hand grabbed his mouth, slapping it shut without restraint of their strength. Teeth spilled from the broken jaw, blood and teeth spit onto the bed, Wednesday stepped back to watch, amused that Ajax tried to continue yelling even with the broken jaw.
The gorgon tried getting up, but it was easy for Wednesday to hold him down, to grab the writhing snakes and squeeze, to pull them from his very scalp. Another scream rose from the boy and Wednesday eventually forced the now limp snakes down his throat, growing tired of his cries.
Sure, it would've been much easier and safer to simply cut his vocal cords, but this was much more fun and they found themselves laughing whenever they'd cut him open with their claws. They cut carefully, admiring the potential of what they could make for Enid with such meat. The short demon was straddling the stoner, holding his arms by the wrists and squeezing until the bones popped. They couldn't help themselves, they just wanted to see the pain, they wanted the eye of Enid's affections gone, they wanted to see him soaked in red. So, they cut, they clawed and bit and scratched, pulling and tearing skin, bones, crunching on muscle and cartilage, collecting the meat they found the tastiest in hopes that their act of service would please their mistress. Their father had taught them the best ways to cook a snake efficiently, and they couldn't wait to test the recipes with a gorgon.
They left after finding the best meat, they grabbed Ajax's backpack, pouring it's contents onto the floor and carefully placing their ingredients inside, making sure to bring the snakes with them before they washed their hands and left, hoping to find the kitchen during their evening excursion of the school.
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Enid woke up to Wednesday hovering above her, a tooth filled smile on their face. The werewolf jumped, backing away in momentary panic as Wednesday leaned back to provide space.
"Wednesday! You scared me like so bad! Please don't do that again!" Enid whined, a frown on her face as she saw Wednesday lean down, holding out a plate towards her.
"I got you breakfast, please eat before class Mistress." Wednesday purred faintly, pleased to see Enid smile at them and take the plate, along with the offered fork before beginning to eat the plate of sausage patties. feathery wings fluttered anxiously and Enid paused to look at them, silently admiring them and getting distracted.
"Mistress, I don't want you hungry during classes..." Wednesday frowned, noticing the way Enid's heart faltered for a moment. It made their distress and their tail flicked across the floor and the end of the bed, long and black, it looked much like a reptiles, though there was only skin instead of scales. The wolf nodded, rushing through her plate and nearly choking a few times, flustered at the sight of Wendsday and feeling rather honored, since they were letting her see more of their features, both behavioral and physically. It made her feel extremely special.
The werewolf enjoyed the food, putting the plate on the bed before going to get dressed, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of Wednesday's head before heading to the bathroom. The normally stoic demon trilled softly, obviously happy before they got up from the bed, entering the closet on their side of the room and exiting with a small box and a grin on their face. The greatest gift awaiting the kind wolf that they'd chosen as their mate, the heart of an opposing suitor.