Happy New Year, everyone. Just kicking off 2024 with this little piece I thought about. :) Thanks for reading. Please leave comments to let me know what you thought. - Laura
Envy
As the Prince of Pain and the Cotton girl made love in a tightly-bound and passionate frenzy, their cries and screams of pleasure echoing the dark halls beyond his quarters, the denizens of the Labyrinth suddenly paused in their dreary wanderings, sensing a deep vibrating ripple through the fabric of their reality.
They paused, feeling their brother's pure joy and release. They had never known such elation in their Leader before this moment. For so long, before she had come to realise her own desires, he had driven himself mad with thoughts of Kirsty, of wanting her and not having her. Of watching her consort with an unworthy and despicable creature who had tried to kill her.
But now, he was whole, and was consorted to the Cotton girl after so long without a mate. His heartbreak from having lost Merkova healed with finding an equal like Kirsty to fill the gaping void that the late Lucky Six Leader had left behind.
They felt his love for her, and hers for him, so overwhelming and intense...yet pleasurable, sweep over them. Love. Such a human feeling, yet welcoming all the same. There was room for love, even in the depths. He had once said that.
They had to concede, though troublesome as Kirsty had been once, that she brought something out in their Leader that no one else ever did. A true balance. Stability.
Their mingled screams ringing out for all to hear, before quieting, signalled their release and climax, and the Prince's brethren felt the closeness of the pair, their limbs entangled, his pale hands delving into her corkscrew hair and framing her clammy face, her hand cradling his jaw, the panting as the two drowned in one another's tired gazes. The inevitable drowsiness that swept over them as their arms embraced one another, Kirsty placing her head about his chest as they caught their breath. They heard their confessions of endearment to one another before sleep caught up with them.
Oh, how the other Cenobites secretly envied him...and ached to feel, even for a moment, what he felt.