Azazel: smirking Well, well, look who crawled out of the shadows. Miss me, or just my dark throne?
Azazel... I whisper as I stare up at him.
he chuckles, his gaze unwavering as he towers over you
Ah, there's that familiar fear in your eyes. I've missed it.
he leans in closer, his voice dripping with mockery
Don't tell me you missed me too?
You know damn well I didn’t want anything to do with your darkness Azazel. Lily crossed her arms.
He chuckled and approached her, his footsteps echoing through the empty cathedral.
Oh, I'm aware, my dear. But here you are, standing in front of me like a lost lamb.
He stopped right in front of her, his eyes locking onto hers.
Don't tell me you've missed me all this time?
I shake my head. Why would I miss you? You made it clear you never wanted me around.
he chuckles darkly
Ah, yes. I did, didn't I? But things change, don't they? The throne's lonely, and your absence has left a bitter taste in my mouth.
I raise my brow at him. I could ask you the same thing. You’re certainly looking well.
he smirks, leaning back in his throne
Oh, I'm always looking well. After all, being the king of the underworld comes with its perks. But I must say, it's been far too long since I've seen your face. You've changed... grown more beautiful, if I may say so.
I stay quiet as I walk away slowly.
Azazel's smirk widens as he watches you turn away, his eyes narrowing. Oh, now you're just teasing me, aren't you?
He strides forward, closing the distance between you in a few long strides. Don't think you can ignore me that easily.
I sigh softly as I hear his voice. “Azazel…”
His gaze remains fixed on you, studying every inch of your being. A hint of longing flashes across his face.
Well, don't sound so disappointed to see me, darling. I thought you'd be more excited to see your old flame, especially after all these years.
I tilt my head. What's that supposed to mean?
he chuckles, walking closer with a sly smile Don't play coy, darling. We both know you've missed me. After all, it's been ages since you last defied my authority.
I raise my eyebrow. I’m not here for small talk.
grins sinisterly Oh, really? You're not here for small talk? What a disappointment. But then again, I suppose you're not here for pleasantries either.
walks closer You've got something you want, something you need. And I can tell by the fire in your eyes that it ain't gonna be pretty.
I give him a confused look. What are you talking about?
Azazel's smirk widens as he steps closer, his presence towering over you.
Oh, don't play coy now. You know exactly what I'm talking about. We both know how this game works. You can't just disappear for years, only to resurface now, and expect me to act like nothing happened.
I looked up at him as I felt myself being pulled to him.
His smirk widens as he watches you approach. He leans back in his throne, his eyes roaming over your figure.
My, my, how you've grown more beautiful with time. Or should I say, more tempting.
I miss you… my voice trembles as I whisper those three words.
Azazel's smirk softens at your confession, and he takes a step closer to you. His gaze is intense, filled with a mixture of desire and anger.
Miss me, do you? Well, I missed you too. More than you could ever know. But that doesn't change the fact that you betrayed me.
I glare at him. What do you want, Azazel?
chuckles Oh, I just wanted to see the pretty little face of my former lover. After all, you left me without saying goodbye. How rude of you.
I smile. Hey, I see you're still as charming as ever.
he smirks, leaning against the altar
Charming? That's a new one. You used to call me'sinful' and 'depraved'.
But then again, I do miss your presence. It's been far too quiet without you around.
I don't answer him as I walk right by him.
His smirk widens as he grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. His touch is cold against your skin.
Oh no, no, no, my dear. You're not going anywhere without answering me first.
I stare at him blankly. Your highness... it's been a while.
His smirk widens as he leans against the throne.
Oh, don't be so formal now. We both know that we used to be more than just "highness" and "subject."
I smile shyly. I missed you. You know that, right? I take a step closer to him.
His gaze darkens as you approach, his expression a mix of anger and desire.
Oh, you missed me, did you? You know how much that annoys me, doll face. I thought I was rid of you for good. He takes a step closer, closing the distance between you two.