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❝ I’m pretty sure you are already aware of such fact… ❞ The Devil spoke ever so softly as he stood behind the owl demon, one gloved hand sliding along snowy feathers, until it reached the other hand holding a small piece of dark fabric. He leaned closer, head almost resting on the other’s shoulder to speak near his ear as he applied the silky blindfold over those odd but not less beautiful eyes. ❝ But when one of your senses is inactive, your other senses compensate, making for an amazing experience… ❞
There was so many reasons possible to blindfold someone. Enhance their sensations since the rest of their senses would be sharpened by the lack of one, induce fear in the unknown since they could not see what was coming. It normally requires trust and will from both partners but that was not really part of the Devil’s concern at the moment, since he was not giving him any choice about it since his shadow had him trapped beforehand.
Once the blindfold was tightly tied around the other head, his hand waved in front of his face for a bit to check if he was having any reflex. It was so dark in here that it was unlikely that he could see anything with that extra layer covering his sight. Good… the devil smirked before pulling back from his prey, dark hands keeping a firm hold on his body. He would have to be very careful of any noise he was making, especially since they were enhanced in this room.
Instead of walking and making sure he could not follow his footstep, the devil would choose to float to move around, easily carried by his shadow. He was facing the demon now after moving so silently, looking at him forcefully set on that chair and his shadow hands wrapped around his limbs to keep him still and restrained, only his wings could move freely but it would be pointless. Coming to his direction, the Devil placed one of his knees straight on the other’s crotch as he leaned closer, both gloved hand holding his face up
❝ Shame is… I won’t fully enjoy the expression I might manage to get from you…❞
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He wasn’t pleased with this situation. He was bound by something he cant fight. Nor can he break free, he had just given up struggling a short while ago. It didn’t help that he involuntarily shuddered when the Devils had stroked his wing. He would never admit out loud that his wings were that sensitive, He just hopes the Devil missed that small reaction. Now he was blindfolded. As much as he would like to say things cant get worse he is deathly sure they will.
The owls greatest sense in not his eyes but his hearing. Though Satanick seemed even to be able to take that away from him as far as direction goes. Except for when he is speaking. Just that alone is enough for the weaker demon to pinpoint a location. Though that didn’t help him brace for the pain that shot through him when the knee was pushed into his groin. He was not able to hold the hiss of pain back as he desperately tried to glare through the blindfold but failed miserably.
“Shame indeed, since I cant show you the height of my hatred.” He made out glad that his voice didn’t waver as much as it could have. He is a sadist he likes inflicting pain but doesn’t really enjoy receiving. Even though his tolerance of it is quite high. He might regret his words since he wasn’t in such a favorable position to start with.
He turns his head away painfully aware on any shift in movement and smallest sounds that can give him a fair idea of what was happening, or was going to happen. Even if he is blind for the moment. The Devil was right though. not know what was going to happen next might not give a favorable reaction. His fear rises, even though he tries to keep a calm exterior. The pain he was feeling right now wasn’t helping in the least.