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You gasped for breath as you collapsed onto your back. You were trying to cough and gasp for any air you could after Septem just choked you. However all of it was no use as he was already on top of you before you could say anything, not like you could even with time.
Your back laid to the ‘ground’, while he straddled your waist. You raised your head to look at Septem, and there he was. Only staring at you–for now–but with small red hearts replacing his pupils and blush on his cheeks.
“Did you know there’s an artery in your thigh called the femoral? If I cut it, you’d bleed to death in minutes. But you wouldn’t die immediately…” he said, not even concealing his desire to do so.
Something about it made your body burn.
His voice was softer now. “I could cut you and watch as it happens. Or…” Septem’s hand moved to be just above your chest–where your heart was. He didn’t touch the area, merely having his hand raised over it. “I could simply take your heart and taste it right here.”
He didn't touch you, not yet, but you could still feel it as if it were a phantom sensation: Septem’s hand squeezing into your flesh and eventually breaking the skin and digging into your flesh, fingers slipping between your ribs and finding its way between the lungs to find a specific organ. Squeezing, and then pulling it out of your body…
Fuck.
Unbeknownst to your thoughts, Septem continued. “It would be more intimate that way… don’t you think?”
He stops there, watching–expecting–for you to cry or beg him not to do so. His smile curled in that sweet yet cruel way. However, unlike how he expected, you weren’t going to do either of those.
“Will you give me your heart? After all, I’m the one who built it… it belongs to me.”
It was hard to think of a response with the way he looked at you. It was still a battle to get air, but unlike a few minutes ago, it isn’t because Septem’s hands around your throat, choking you.
It took you a while to respond, but eventually you managed to get a word out of your lips, hesitant yet strangely excited: “Yes…”
Septem’s smile widened however he did not rush in what he wanted.
His fingers slowly–so slowly as if he was savoring the moment–pierce your chest. Skin and bone broke under his hand after a too long time in your opinion. Your ribs parting effortlessly to accommodate his fingers searching through your insides. The ones that didn’t easily snapped as if they were nothing. His fingers dug in your chest until they found what was the purpose of his intrusion, your heart.
You gasped and choked. The pain came immediately after Septem’s fingers pierced your chest. Sharp and all accompassing. Your insides felt like they were squirming and moving around. The pressure that came was almost worse, strong and focusing all on the organ he wanted to remove. It was as if your center of gravity moved to the area where your ribs laid and doubled.
But despite that, another strange feeling came over you. One unexpected due to the circumstance. Pleasure.
Your whole body shivered, mostly with pain but with hints of pleasure as well.
You didn’t expect to get such a thrill and excitement from Septem digging for your heart. You barely even focused on the pain, just on the exhilaration and satisfaction flooding your brain and body.
Meanwhile, Septem's eyes don't leave yours for a second despite his current action. His gaze still held those hearts that replaced his pupils, but now the eyes around his halo adorned those same hearts. He was enjoying this and surprisingly, you did too.
“Your heart is beating so fast… is it because of me?” Without waiting for a response, his fingers squeeze around the organ and pull it slowly away from your body.
You gasped and then coughed. What came out of your mouth when you coughed tasted like blood.
The pain increased, but so did the intoxicating feeling of pleasure.
The heart–your heart–was still beating in Septem’s hands. You could see each part of your heart. Blood poured out the heart, staining his fingers and dripping onto his and your own clothes, staining them too. His eyes turned to it and you could recognize fascination in his gaze. Finally, he brought the still beating organ to his lips and gave it a gentle, chaste kiss.
He treated it as if it were something sacred.
Your vision blurred, however as if in a trance, your gaze wouldn’t leave the sight of him proceeding to lick and then bite your heart. The only words that seemed fit to describe the sight were grotesque and beautiful.
Your vision was turning dark, the blood loss and the loss of your heart getting to you. But just before you leave the world, you feel a slight touch on your lips. Somehow you knew it to be a soft kiss from Septem.
You woke up.
You sat up and gasped. You were on the bed in your room. The whole place was either grey, white, or beige, and completely devoid of any life. Just like the rest of the place. All that consisted in this room were the necessities, a bed, a window with curtains, a bedside table with a lamp, and lastly a closet.
Your hand covered your mouth as you felt your cheeks redden up.
(Lips touch your neck, slowly travelling down your back as you shiver at the touch. It was a sweet, romantic gesture. Before suddenly a hand digs into your flesh and wraps around your spinal cord. You scream. Those hands pull–)
You shook your head, immediately getting rid of those thoughts. Gosh, what has been wrong with you lately?
You stood up from your bed and changed into something else. Then you stood and waited.
Just as expected, Septem appeared in your room, just about a minute after you changed. He stared at you, his gaze softer and fonder than when you controlled the Puppet. It filled you with warmth.
However it was hard to look at him without thinking of the dream you just had.
“It’s time for breakfast,” he stated.
Ever since ascending to a purer state of being, he hadn’t had any reason to care about eating anymore. However the loss of routine distressed him, something you could feel even though he attempted to hide it.
Now after making your body, it still had a need for sustenance you could only gain from food. So now to replace his previous routine, he instead prepared food for you–sometimes you joined in to help–every day. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And sits with you as you eat, as long as he isn’t terribly busy.
As soon as you acknowledged his presence, he brought his hands together and the both of you were teleported into his kitchen.
The kitchen was spotless. It looked like how it would look in those house advertising magazines. The place was small, but you two made it work.
As soon as you appear in the kitchen, you ask: “Can we make tartlets?” It was the first thing you two prepared together since the transformation to a higher being and the disappearance of your previous Puppet.
It was a soft domestic moment you wanted to relive again.
Septem had a small smile on his face, an expression that expressed both surprise and yet not. “Feeling nostalgic, are we? I suppose we could. However, I think it’d be better if you have to find the ingredients again.”
At your pout he only laughed.
You were forced to find each ingredient from the cupboards and cabinets again, this time you had more knowledge of where things laid, but it was still a struggle. You just know he was enjoying watching this.
He’s cruel. Very, very cruel.
(Secretly you enjoyed the way he forced you to struggle.)
Eventually you found all the ingredients. Making breakfast was a quiet, soft endeavor. After the tartlets were done, it was time to decorate them. You were asked to decorate them, and so you did. Lastly you both sat on opposite sides of the table.
You ate the tartlets you both made and surprisingly, he did too. It made you smile.
After breakfast, Septem went back to his study. Now, you could always enter and help him with his work of restoring the garden, however you didn’t feel like it today.
There wasn’t much to do inside as everything was lifeless, so you went outside. Unlike before, now you were trusted to go outside without fear of you escaping. To be fair, when you controlled the Puppet, he wasn’t exactly the best you, to say the least. Back then you had a reason to attempt to escape.
At least he acknowledged and apologized for his past actions.
You sat in the grass by the stream. Little pure energies that were supposed to resemble fish swam about. There weren’t any actual fish, but it was nice to pretend.
This night’s dream of that past event flooded your mind.
It was exhilarating, the feelings of his hands intruding through your chest and looking after your heart. It hurt–it hurt so much–but gosh it hurt in the best way possible.
You couldn’t help but wish he’d do something like that again. But it has been a few days and still nothing of the sort has happened. It made you frustrated. Yes, you wanted more bad endings. Just one wasn’t enough for you.
You longed to feel the pain that bordered on pleasure. You longed for him to dig into your flesh and inflict whatever pain he wanted to inflict onto you. You longed for him to stare at you with heart eyes as he made you scream and gasp.
He may be a sadist, but you are pretty sure you are a masochist.
Fuck, you were already getting worked up.
But it would be so embarrassing to ask. You just know he’d drag the words out of you.
You spent your time sitting on the grass and watching the little energies mindlessly swim about. No real purpose in their life other than to fill the emptiness in the stream. Likely without a conscience to know how depressing their life was as well.
Occasionally you walked around his garden. Taking in the trees, flowers, and bushes around. You avoided straying on the path to the temple. Septem had said he’d bring you there someday, however hasn’t done it yet. You didn’t want to anger him by going somewhere you aren’t allowed to, especially now that you’ve gained his trust.
After a while, it was lunch time. Which of course came with the arrival of Septem. He appeared before you. “It’s time for lunch,” he said. You seemingly took too long to acknowledge or respond as he grimaced in annoyance. “Did you hear me?”
His words snapped you out of your thoughts. “Oh, yes, Septem.”
“Good,” was all he said as he brought his hands together and teleported you two once again into the kitchen.
The kitchen was just as you left it earlier. Spotless and clean. This whole place was like that.
“I was thinking we could make–” he began, and then his eyes narrowed when he realized your thoughts were away from the current conversation at hand. “It is a sign of disrespect to not be listening when someone speaks.”
“Ah, sorry.”
Septem stared at you for a long, uncomfortable moment. “You’re This isn’t how you usually behave. Is there something on your mind?”
Your cheeks turned red. Yes, there was something on your mind. It was actually about all the different ways he could break your body, and how you’d probably thank him for it.
It was the way he’d stare at you with a fondness and fascination as he’d tear your body apart.
“It’s nothing, I am just distracted.”
“Then it’d do well to tell me what is distracting you.”
“Just some thoughts.”
“What kinds of thoughts?”
Damnit, can’t he just let this go?
“It’s nothing important, really. Nothing worth your time.”
“It’s clearly important enough to distract you, and that makes it worth my time.”
You bit your lip. Clearly he would not let this go without a suitable answer. Sometimes you despise his perceptiveness. You turned your gaze away from him. Yes, the cabinets and cupboards were very interesting.
Despite all you can do to try to deflect, deep down you knew he would make sure he got his answer one way or another. Reluctantly and quietly, you say: “Can you rip out my heart again?”
There was a moment of silence, before a chuckle filled the room. The sound was neither biting nor soft. Chuckling from Septem.
“Oh, really?” he said, amused. “I couldn’t hear you that well. What did you say?”
You had to resist the urge to groan. Of course he’d drag the words out of you again. “You know what I said, Septem...”
“I think I need a repetition to be sure.”
That bastard was enjoying this.
You cleared your throat. “Can you rip out my heart again, please?” you said, strained.
But despite how embarrassing it was to admit, something felt oddly gratifying about it. As if the way he was making you submit under humiliation was giving you pleasure.
Septem hummed a laugh. Footsteps moved slowly towards you, so slow it was definitely on purpose to make you feel anxious. Which sadly had its intended effect. “Hm, yes. If that’s what our saviour wants, then I suppose that’s what our savior will get,” he said smoothly with just barely concealed amusement. “However, I believe it wouldn’t be as… special if I just took your heart again.”
The world dissolved into pure white. Once again the two of you appeared in a borderless and floorless area. Only the two of you occupied the space. Otherwise it was empty.
A shiver of excitement ran down your spine. You recognized this place.
“You’re something else..”
Septem was right in front of you. His hand moved to your neck, and you expected for him to choke you again. However, instead his hand settled just on the left side of your neck, just above the carotid artery.
With two fingers, he applied pressure on that point on your neck. He was feeling for your pulse. You could feel how your pulse beat against his fingers.
“It’s fascinating, I did not expect you to want more,” he said, his other hand grabbing your wrist, squeezing lightly. “However I cannot say I do not enjoy it.”
His hand around your wrist was slowly putting more and more pressure.
“Oh, but there are so many things I could do to your body..” The way he said and combined with his eyes gazing right into yours sent a tingling sensation down your spine.
The pressure his grip had on your wrist kept getting stronger and stronger, until it became painful. You gasped and out of pure instinct tried to rip your hand away, however his grip didn’t budge. The pressure just kept building and building, until you were sure he was trying to break your wrist.
Finally his grip on your wrist released. Instead his hand travelled to squeeze your arm. “There’s the brachial artery, located in your arms. If severed, you’d suffer severe blood loss rapidly.”
His hand released your arm, but the pressure on your pulse point heightened as he pressed down more. “There’s the carotid artery, located on your neck. This one is special because there are a few different ways you could die.” Septem’s smile widened as he listed them. “Blood loss, stroke, organ failure, and even loss of oxygen. I wonder which route you’d take.”
His hand moved to your chest, just above where your heart laid. “There’s the aorta, located from your chest to your abdomen. If severed, you’d suffer severe internal bleeding and perhaps organ failure. You’d die in minutes.”
Septem’s hand travelled down to where the lower ribs laid. “And of course we have the diaphragm right at your lower ribs. If it is torn, it will cause respiratory distress, severe infection, organ strangulation, and of course, death.”
The way he was describing all the ways he could kill you and make you suffer while dying, was oddly attractive to you. It was strange, but you couldn’t help but feel thrilled and excited.
At that moment any sensible thought left your head.
No, you’re pretty sure you didn’t have any in the first place.
“However, I do not want to do any of those, no…” His hand moved to cup your jaw.
There was a certain exhilarating feeling in not knowing what he was planning. Your heart beat faster.
“I have a much better idea,” he said while using a thumb to caress your cheek.
There was a period of silence. You then realized that he was waiting for you to ask. To ask what he wanted, to ask what was his so-called ‘better idea’. Reluctantly, you did.
“What?” you asked.
“I’d like to show my devotion to you.” His smile widened. It wasn’t a kind one, However it wasn’t devoid of warmth either. “May I taste your flesh, our savior?”
Your breath hitched.
Septem’s request was surprising to you, but perhaps it shouldn’t have been. You two were already technically one as he was your puppet now, despite the whole giving you a new body thing. But the consummation of your face would make it seem more official, in a way. He would have all of you inside of him. He already had your heart, it seemed fit to have the rest of you.
It was desire.
It was intimacy.
It was sacrifice.
And unlike how it was with the Puppet, the act wasn’t out of hatred or simple hunger. Neither was it out of disgust.
It was out of love and devotion.
This love and devotion wasn’t pure. It was healthy or sane either. In fact, you were probably insane–or at least on the way–for enjoying the idea. But that doesn’t matter when the two of you were alone in this pure white expanse.
You nodded slowly. “You may take as much as you wish.”
Those words clearly made him happy. “Those are dangerous words,” he warned.
“I know.”
Septem’s hold on your jaw released, instead moving to grip your forearm rather tightly. However it wasn’t to the point of pain like earlier. He raised your forearm up to his mouth, teeth grazing the skin there.
His gaze moved up to look into your eyes. There was amusement and waiting in his gaze. He was waiting, giving you the opportunity to back off. Giving you the last opportunity to decline after all.
Of course that wasn’t what you were going to do.
Instead of that you nodded again. “Do it.”
Septem chuckled. “Very well.”
There was only a split second between him opening his mouth and then sinking his teeth into your flesh. Easily breaking You screamed. Fuck, it was torturous. You could very clearly feel the pain and pressure in those two sets of teeth that dug into your arm. Instinctively, you tried to jerk your arm away. However his tight grip was stronger and your arm stayed right where he wanted it to be.
After just a few moments he pulled away, but while doing so ripping out that chunk of flesh he was biting into earlier.
You screamed again.
The pain was instantaneous and sharp. The area felt oddly as if it were burning. As if instead of biting a part of it off, your flesh was set over a burning fire. Your arm went limp and the thought of moving the limb made you feel even more nauseous. Your grit your teeth and your gaze turned away from both your arm and Septem.
Despite the pain–no, because of the pain–you loved it.
Something inside you burned with delight at all the pain. The sensation was almost painful, which only fueled it more. For a moment the pain was forgotten. Until you got startled out of the bliss by Septem’s hand touching where he tore the skin.
It took you back to the moment… and back to the intense agony.
Your gaze finally went to the injury, but it was hard to see from the blurriness of tears and his hand touching the area. There was a chunk of flesh messily ripped off your forearm. There was so much red, so much blood. It flowed out the wound and dripped onto the white ‘ground’. The inside of your muscle tissue looked like some of the meat you had eaten before. You silently wondered if it tasted like those meat–you’re sure Septem knew. The last thing you saw was…
A view of your bone. He bit until the bone. You let out a choked noise, his hand moving so you could see it better.
Disgust and fascination filled you at the sight. The sight, however, made every sensation feel more intense. You blinked away your tears to be able to see better. After a while you had to tear your gaze away. Instead, you looked up at Septem.
Immediately around his mouth you could see blood. Your blood. It was on his lips, around his lips and even some on his right cheek. He was chewing and swallowing your skin and muscle tissue.
Your gaze trailed up to his eyes and his were looking right at yours. There was fascination in his gaze. Your reactions had clearly fascinated him.
“Oh, how I thank myself for giving you a mostly human body with pain receptors… It was the best decision I could’ve made in creating your body…” he sounded almost breathless as he spoke those words. If you looked into his mouth, you could see your blood in it. You would’ve blushed if you had enough blood for it. “The agony you feel is exquisite to witness…”
Septem’s eyes gained red hearts. It’s only now you realized the eyes on his halo were staring at you with similar fondness and same red hearts.
You could only describe his expression as captivated. “You are truly the best thing that could’ve happened to the garden, to me. You’re truly a wonder, our–my savior…”
“S…Septem…” you could barely get the word out of your mouth, it sounded like a tight, pained wheeze.
He released his grip on your arm. You hadn’t realized you relied on him so much for stability until he let you go. Because of that you stumbled to gather footing, but unfortunately you still fell.
Septem caught you before you could fall however.
Your body trembled, feeling weak. Staring up at the disorienting white nothingness did nothing to help the lightheadedness, in fact it made it worse. The area where your flesh was ripped off felt tingly. The burning feeling earlier disappeared into coldness. The searing sting was still there, however you were slowly getting used to it. It was still unbearable–in the best way–though.
He sighed. “Though it is unfortunate you won’t be conscious for most of this. There’s only so much a ‘human’ body can take after all. But perhaps I should find a way to rearrange your body to make sure you stay conscious longer next time,” the smile returned on his face.
He sounded so confident that there would be a next time. Admittedly, you wished this wouldn’t be the last time. This pleasure that and this experience has given you is too much to give up.
“But before you go unconscious..”
Septem adjusted his grip on you and moved his face down to your neck. Before you could process he had already sunk his teeth into the thin layer of flesh there and ripped it off. He didn’t wait this time.
Tears welled up in your eyes once again as you let out a soft, quiet whimper. You didn’t have the ability nor vocal cords to scream again. The scalding anguish was terribly amazing. It was the sweetest agony and you couldn’t do anything but lean against him and take it.
The fact you couldn’t even stand properly without help made you feel humiliated, but strangely great.
Your vision became even more blurry, but it wasn’t from the tears this time. It felt like you were on a fast spinning carousel after eating a four course meal.
It didn’t take long for you to lose consciousness.
You woke up.
You sat up, letting out a slight groan as you viewed where you were. In your room. On your bed.
The dull aches across various points on your skin–not just your neck and forearm–proving that what happened wasn’t just a dream. Also proving that he did more while you were unconscious. Well… you did say he could do whatever he wanted…
You stood up and changed out of your pajamas and into your clothes.
This wouldn’t be the last time. You have just gotten a taste of heaven and you knew you wouldn’t be able to live without it anymore.
At least you’re sure Septem would want to too, but after mocking and humiliating you of course.