Suikoden V (Shigure/Sagiri) [week 4, prompt 6]
Title: Thrall Author: Laylah Rating: worksafe with unwholesome implications Word Count: 200 Summary: She is a coven thrall; it is her only duty to provide for the needs of the night-bound.
She knows as soon as he comes back. They've both served the Nether Gate Coven for nine years, and now Shigure's a man at last and he's gotten the blood before her. Sagiri smiles with jealousy, even as his presence makes her need to bend her knees, bare her throat. "How does it feel?" she asks.
"It feels," he says, lisping faintly, and stops. She expects him to complain -- he always complains, the way mortals talk about weather, the way the coven lords kill -- but he just shakes his head and stares. "Black Mother," he whispers. "I can smell your blood."
"Does it please you?" Sagiri asks. She is a coven thrall; it is her only duty to provide for the needs of the night-bound. She cannot be his sister anymore, unless the lords find her worthy as well.
He drifts closer. His gait has changed. "It does," he says. His fingertips are cold against her throat. "Do you offer?"
"Freely, with a willing heart," Sagiri says, the ritual words.
Shigure shivers free of the blood trance, briefly. "In truth?" he asks, and sounds his old self, mortal.
Sagiri dares to touch him; he lets her. "In truth. Brother."