" Darling I could shift from underdressed to over in a moment~ Hel I could argue I'm a wee bit overdressed still~" Lumi remarks as a rebuttal to his cheeky line. She matched his low and flirtatious tone with a siren's voice. With each word brimming with a guttural desire almost on the cusp of a purr. All while her eyes narrowed and glowed to match her intensity. The Demoness was quite overjoyed that her soul mate returned to her. So much so that her usual personality waned, replaced with one far more affectionate than any could get from her.
As soon as Knuckles graciously poured her another glass, the Demoness took another sip. Drinking the wine quite deeply while even slightly leaning back. Between the burning in her chest and the sudden urge to indulge, she couldn't restrain herself. It was her nature to consume, and with only him in her company, this would slowly overtake her. Something that tends to happen when a darker being is situated around her, but never as strong as it felt now. Whether it was the pact or the bond, she did not know. Nor did she care to define the reason. Being with Knuckles simply made her who she was, a Demon in the truest form.
So with every sweet word, she relished them deeply. Letting all that he said pour into her deeper than the wine. By the time he took her hand, she was already melting for him. With his hand on her cheek, Lumi felt like she was burning alive.
It was then Knuckles would recant his whole tale, his thoughts, his fears, his woes. Lumi hung on every word, grabbing the hand that rested on her cheek and pecking it with kisses as he spoke. Her eyes were only ever on him and though the tale was something she witnessed before, she listened to it like it was the first time. Something new to discover about her precious lover, shared by his own words and gifted to her by his volition; all the while the fire stoked inside her kept blazing like a wild flame.
When he ran his thumb over her lips, she'd playfully lick it in passing; nibbling softly from time to time as he went on. She could no longer hold back her affections, and his proclamation would ensnare her more. She hardly felt like a master, like his mistress or Demoness. Just his hungry lover, bearing a connection to his soul. All the dreams he admitted, she wanted to see them done. Whatever power he needed, she wanted to grant him. This devotion was one she never knew, never figured to be true. Perhaps this was the love hinted at in stories, the happily ever after, or the means to their end. She wasn't sure. And though his departure hurt her deeply, now that he'd return she couldn't bother to care.
As a Demon, she never thought she'd feel so pure...So much yearning...She predicted a cold fate, she foretold a lover's death, to be alone in a rotting world. But it seems in many ways she was wrong.
Upon the conclusion of his confession, Lumi pulled his face toward her. Kissing his forehead softly before eventually working her way down to his chin and neck. When she got her fill of his taste, she'd pull back, hands never leaving his face, and she'd finally answer." Knuckles," she spoke so breathlessly that her voice was on the cusp of splintering. " I swear to ye come or go, ye'd always have a place by me side. Test yer will and freedom all ya need, twenty years is a long time to be shackled and I rejoice in proving me word. Demon as I may be, I am of honor like I proclaimed when we made our pact. As perplexing as it may be from someone of me kind, the strength and loyalty that Iceberg and the Dwarves instilled in me grant me the self-control to do so. I am not of the Abyss, selfish, pathetic, and needy. This is the realm from which I was born, and so it's what I allow to shape me. Tis the reason I've never seen ya lesser, nor like a pawn to toy with. I saw ya as one of me own, suffering a fate I broke out of. So yer right Knuckles, yer human and real. The meddling of Demons and the like, fills me with a deep rage. They do what they do because they are far removed from this realm, but it's also that distance that limits their power. They could never beat us here." Lumikki grinned merrily before leaning in to lick and nibble his lips. Pulling away only to continue on.
" I do see ye....I always will. Whatever form ye take, yer mine. I'll want ya always. Just....just don't leave me alone....I fear being left all alone in this world." Her arms slid around his neck as she shifted her body to now sit on his lap instead. Rejoicing in his warmth and the pounding of his heart." Since ye've been gone, I did me best to move on. Learning new spells, hunting Demons brought to this realm, and pushing on. I was not miserable, just not complete. But I'd do it again every time ye'd need to leave. The most fantastical thing to happen, besides yer return, was taking the Dawn as me own. An event that ya honestly made more meaningful for me." Lumi pulled back to look up at him, her hand moving to play with a loose strand of his hair." I can't believe I love someone as much as I do ye. Enough to cast anyone else to the side with very little thought. I would fight not to admit it before, but I see yer absence as made me realize things too." She was curling his hair around her fingers and then, eventually looking for her glass to take another sip. She'd have to gesture to him to pass the glass, but she took it into her hands ever so gratefully. " Aaah, I was so lost that I forgot there was more. I was lucky enough to meet yer good friend Ittindi, charming man. Quite particular but fascinating with his responses. I refrained from telling him more than I must the best I could, as that was for ya to do and enjoy. And I helped him the best I can." She'd lean into him and chug more wine. Though she wasn't a lightweight, she was already drunk from him and it strengthened the wine in tandem.
But when she pulled the glass from her lips, she'd almost have a snarl. " Speaking of old friends of yers, I found a stray dog in the arena of Seven quite recently. Couldn't say I enjoyed his company or his being for that matter. For a human, I found him quite pitiful and annoying. Erebus," Lumikki hissed his name in displeasure. " He means to fight me again I'm sure. The fool said he'd slay me if it meant reaching ye and he already crossed Yuurei before on declaration of draggin' ye back out." The wine glass, without Lumikkis awareness or intentions, would rapidly freeze over in her hands. The intensity of her anger was amplified by the depth of the love she showed prior.