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Perfume, 2/6

Nov 04, 2010 01:06

Title: Perfume
Series: KHR. Technically.
Part: 2/6
Warnings: rampant profanity, sporadic abuse of the capslock key and italics tag, and liberties taken with damn near everything including, eventually, Squalo's person but not in the fun way and Lussuria's he, at least, thought it was fun.Perfumes inspired the story, and the perfumes, like last time ( Read more... )

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DVD Extras... ie, the bits I forgot to put in. travellyr November 5 2010, 05:24:20 UTC

"Why did you do it?"
Lussuria snorted. "I didn't intend to, love. But it was there, and she was there... I was standing at the precipice of having everything, love, do you remember what that feels like? Ah, I see that you do. Well. It was like having the apple between my teeth, beautiful and ripe and perfect, the juices flowing down my throat, and all I had to do was swallow."
"So what happened?"
Lussuria gave him a twisted smile. "I choked."
"She stopped because you choked."
"In a manner of speaking."
"You CHOKED."
Lussuria sent him a sharply annoyed glare. "It is not the first time I have lost to fear, my love. Probably not the last."
"So she stopped."
He snorted far too delicately for a man his size. "Something stopped her."

Re: DVD Extras... ie, the bits I forgot to put in. travellyr November 5 2010, 05:24:57 UTC

"And yet I notice you never get close to Xanxus."

"I'm a well-brought-up girl and you're criticising me for staying out of arms' reach of an angry drunk man?"

There was silence around the table for a moment.

"Well, put like that..."

"Pft, it's Xanxus. It's not like it matters."

"Yes," she said, "but if he can't grab me then all that's left that he can do is shoot me, throw a glass, or set me on fire."

Another brief moment of silence.

"Only?" Squalo screeched like a kettle. "What kind of stupid are you on?"

"Now now," Lussuria purred, draping himself around and over her chair. He noticed that the closer Lussuria got the straighter she sat until, with him practically a boa on her shoulders, she could have been a particularly conservative Italian governess. "Some of us merely have different priorities."

The princess smiled at him kindly and scooted her chair ten inches away in one scoot. Belphegor cackled.