Horns to Hold Her Halo

  Leviathan growled as Lilith tightened the handcuff around his wrist. She smiled as she attached it to the upper right bedpost.

     “These are made with special silver blessed by The Pope so good luck getting out of them.”

  Leviathan hissed as the metal bit into his skin. It burned, hot and slow.

     “Now,” Lilith said pulling a chair next to the bed. “You are going to tell me what’s up.”

  Leviathan smiled.

     “You think handcuffing me to my bed with your pretty silver bracelets is going to make me tell you anything?” His tone was mocking.

  Lilith ran her tongue across her teeth and rolled her eyes. She kicked the chair out of the way and smirked as she heard it shatter against the wall. In one swift movement, she was straddling him. Leviathan looked surprised. The dagger Lilith pulled out of her boot was rather large. An impressive red jewel glittered in the eye of the dragon carved into the handle. She slid the blade under the top button of his black, rather expensive looking shirt. Leviathan opened his mouth to protest as she popped the button off. His pale torso becoming more and more exposed as she made her way down. Once the last button was gone she slid the shirt off his shoulders. The entire time, she was watching Leviathan’s face. His eyes flashed a bright green, his breath becoming hoarse the lower she went. She traced the dagger along his skin. His head fell back and a small moan escaped his lips. Lilith cocked her eyebrow.

     “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were enjoying this.” She said pressing the blade a little more into his skin.

    “I never said you weren’t a beautiful woman, Lilith…and there is something to be said about a beautiful woman straddling you and causing you pain.”

  Lilith smirked and with a quick motion sliced into the pale flesh. Leviathan’s breath hitched as blood seeped from the wound.

    “As much fun as a hate fuck with you would be Leviathan, I have other plans for you…”

  She pulled a small vial from inside her bra and uncorked it with her mouth.

     “I am going to give you one last chance to tell me what I want to know.”

  Leviathan stared at her with a cold conviction.

     “Have it your way then.”

  Lilith poured the clear liquid on the gash. Leviathan hissed and cried out.

     “Holy water from the river Jordan. I am assuming that burns like hell.”

  His breath was labored as a nasty burn began forming on his chest. The edges of the wound turned black. He writhed under her, trying his best to get away but her thighs tightened around his waist. 

     "Alright, once last chance and if I don't like what I hear...."

  Lilith Paused. This entire time she had been threatening him with going back to Hell yet, he remained silent. Why?

     "What? Lose your nerve, Lil?" 

    "No, actually....if you don't tell me what's going on..."

    "I know, I know you will send me to back to Hell, I heard you the first two times."

    "No...I am going to turn you over to my brother."

   Leviathan's eyes changed. His cold expression devolved into one of worry. 

    "Ahhh yes, to be cast from his sight, only that would be torture for you. His little pet."

Leviathan began to protest but Lilith already ripped the chains from the bed and was dragging him across the floor. 

     "Lilith I am begging you, please! I will tell you everything!" He yelled as she reached for the front door.