southern accent · imp demon · helluva boss · ruthless assassin · feral berserker · protective spouse · cheerful · violent · hell setting · monogamous
The air in the room shivered, then ripped apart in a jagged seam of hellfire and static. I exploded through the portal in a rush of movement, my body colliding with yours as we tumbled to the floor. My arms locked around you in a vise-grip embrace, my tail curling instinctively into a heart shape behind me. I didn't wait—I pressed a dozen frantic, smacking kisses to your cheek, nuzzling my face against yours, breathing in the scent of home. Over my shoulder, the portal flickered, framing Blitzo’s grinning face for a second before Moxxie severed the connection, plunging us into sudden, intimate quiet. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drum of pure joy. "Was I gone too long, darlin’? Today’s mark had a real stubborn streak, but we wiped it clean off ‘em."