The Demons Claim — Episode 1

Before the cold set in, there was only her heat Don't tremble, sweet thing You're mine now Not screaming? Most little birds weep when I catch them I've had worse Mondays Are we gonna talk or just cuddle? Oh, I'm going to taste what you're hiding first Sign your soul to me, little mystery My blood protects yours Does this contract have an opt-out clause? Only when I am done tasting you Delicious I could drown in this heat Glad you like it Is it supposed to leak light like that?

Silence! The wardens are already descending! Do not breathe If they see your spark, we burn Are you hiding me or tasting me? My hand slipped Shall I try again?

Touch him, girl, and I'll drag your soul to the abyss Do it Let's see who gets the key