Who: Samson and Delilah What: Let's talk about god, death oh and yeah the devil. When: Last week, backdated Where: Samson's apartment Note: Reposted as a favour
Hebe was out for the night leaving Samson alone to his thoughts. He hadn't really expected much of Delilah, or for her to show though he'd clearly broken his own oath to ask her to come. Lucifer's words kept filtrating through his mind like smoke, clouding every clear thought he had in his head. He'd fallen to sin in his life before realizing after just what letting in the worldly ways did to him.
He stayed strong ignoring those impulses and the promises the dark one fed him. He repeated verses over and over again but still he felt nothing. It was then that he heard the knock on the door.
He shouldn't let her in.
Yet, he did.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-13 09:44 pm (local) (link) Track This He had told her to leave him be, that what they had was over. She had doubted that, even if she had not complained to her Patron. She'd dressed simply for this, as despite what she may say she knew what it was like to encounter a being like this.
At least she could offer him some company.
When he opened the door she glanced at him before removing her coat. "I see you're not hurt."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-13 09:54 pm (local) (link) Track This He didn't want her to come because he knew deep down this was part of his downfall. If he continued to let her in, well he'd already let Lucifer have his way.
"I told you I was not harmed." He shut the door behind her. "I didn't expect you to show."
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-13 10:14 pm (local) (link) Track This "I didn't expect to be invited." she hung her coat up, "and yes you did say that. I figured you were just trying to soothe my worries." She walked inside and sighed, "I told you Satan had words with me so I know what this feels like. What did he tell you?"
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-13 11:49 pm (local) (link) Track This His Bible and a set of tapes lay out on his living room table. He felt a shiver up his spine at her very presence. He couldn't see, but the memory was enough, the way she sauntered in every time. He was letting her win.
Was he cursed still? Was God really playing some sort of game with him. Had he not learned his lessons before?
Samson shook his head taking a seat on the couch. "Lies." His brow raised slightly. "Promises."
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-13 11:59 pm (local) (link) Track This For once she wasn't trying to get under his skin. She wasn't too sure why, seeing that she owed him. She sat down and crossed her legs. "Well you're going to have to fill me in here a little Samson. I'm no mind reader and you said you wanted to talk."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-14 12:13 am (local) (link) Track This When this woman was in a room it seemed as if she could pull anything out from under him. No secret was his to keep to himself. Here mere presence demanded it of him just as she had those years ago. She'd asked him over and over again until he'd caved.
She didn't need to ask him fifty times for him to give in this time, but it took some time.
With a heavy sigh he rested back against the couch pinching the bridge of his nose. "To give me everything I desire. My sight, strength," he paused then, "you..." his voice trailed off and he ended it there closing his eyes remembering what it was like to have what God had once given him.
It was the first time in a long time that he wanted to know 'why', even if he knew that answer---and it made him angry.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-14 12:18 am (local) (link) Track This "Oh," his revelation made her pause. Once before she'd turned his weakness against him. She couldn't do that again, not knowing what it had cost him. She paused, trying to find a way to make her words not sharp.
She couldn't though. With a sigh she turned to him, taking his hand in hers. "He can't you know, give me to you. And before you get on your high horse, free will exists, even if we are shaped by our tales. I doubt he can force my feelings for you to become stronger," it was the first time she'd admitted she had some feelings for him, "or make me devoted to you like a love sick slave. Perhaps it will soothe your mind knowing that. And I am not trying to be cruel here, just honest. He can give you what you've lost, but I was never yours."
She sighed, "I cannot be different Samson. I care for you, but there are times I feel nothing. No emotions. It is part of how they shaped me. I will not be held accountable for that."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-14 12:26 am (local) (link) Track This He'd given himself away, he'd had the same weakness then that he had now. Beautiful women. They charmed him. He knew she was right, he knew with everything he ever believed. He just couldn't help but wonder.
"I know," he swallowed heavy with a nod. "You can't ever love me, I accept that, I always have," though he'd liked to believe she could. That she did. It didn't mean he wanted to taste that, a returned affection that she more than admitted lightly.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-14 12:31 am (local) (link) Track This She sighed, "I didn't say that." She glanced away, "you're a good man and you could do better then me, and I've made a vow I cannot go back on. But even before, with all your flaws, you showed me I was more then just a woman spreading her legs." She sighed, "now I do it because I enjoy it, but I don't expect you to understand that. I can't change that."
She looked to his hands, tracing her fingers along his skin. "I don't know what else to say. I could lie, but I doubt you want that."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-14 12:39 am (local) (link) Track This "We don't chose those that we fall for," though he'd clearly had his eyes on her before she'd known of him. "You still give yourself little credit than what the world made you."
That feeling against his hand was dizzying, his eyes rolled back underneath the lids. He flinched ever so lightly from that touch but not in rejection of it.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-14 12:44 am (local) (link) Track This When she felt the flinch she removed her hands, figuring he had enough of her touch. She set her hands on her lap. "I am what I am Samson, I do not make apologies for it, nor hide it under excuses. I enjoy my profession. I like sex. That, is not a crime."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-14 12:52 am (local) (link) Track This This conversation would always be a losing battle. He felt her hand move away and he sighed heavy. When he opened his eyes again he longed to be able to see more than flashes of shape and fuzzy movement. He closed them abruptly reopening them again as if the action would change it. He missed it, but it had been a while since he'd very visibly been angry over it.
His head flipped back against the couch, teeth gritted as he kicked the table in front of them lightly. He may not have been as strong as before, but there was a force at the way the table shifted from his push. He sat up again resting his elbows on his knees, holding his head there in his hands.
Lucifer get out of my mind. He repeated over and over again silently. Had God forsaken him again? For his actions with Delilah? For letting his heart continue to love her?
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-14 12:58 am (local) (link) Track This She frowned to his actions, not knowing what had caused them. She set her hand on his back as he leaned on his knees. "I don't know what you want me to do, or to say. Perhaps I should not have come."
She wished she knew his struggle. She had abandoned the ways of those people, not even sure if they were ever hers to begin with. "Tell me what bothers you. Maybe I can try and do something."
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-18 12:44 pm (local) (link) Track This "He's in my head, whispering, promising," he shook his head. "I know them nothing but lies, but a part of me listens. I am weak-willed Delilah," there was bitterness in his voice to that. She knew why.
He dropped his hands with a heavy sigh, letting the fingers of one run over the creases of the other. Such large hands, one's that could crush a man's skull and yet he was fighting an unseen force at the moment. One that was more deadly than any man, words that could seep in too deep and make him victim to ways he was not comfortable with.
Then again, in asking Delilah over had he not already signed over his fate in this new life?
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-18 01:11 pm (local) (link) Track This She let out a frustrated sigh and rose, "well, what do you expect me to do Samson? Such beings do not tempt me. They believe I am already marked for their Hell." She shrugged, "I am different from you. I do not care what your God thinks of my actions. I cannot make your doubts go away."
She glanced to him and set her fingers on his cheek, "but perhaps I can try and silence them." She leaned down, setting her lips on his.
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-18 01:51 pm (local) (link) Track This He didn't expect her to understand, she never would because there was so much she just wouldn't accept. He'd never force her to, but he longed for her to listen.
His eyes closed at the brush of her hand. Those lips against his. He could push her away, had sworn her off, and yet still she was here fogging his mind once again.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-18 02:03 pm (local) (link) Track This He had not responded so she drew back, keeping her fingers under his chin. She searched him with her eyes, "Well?" she could continue her old song and dance or he could tell her to leave. She was leaving it up to him.
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-18 02:29 pm (local) (link) Track This He thought for a moment, not able to clearly wrap himself around not having her. His eyes opened again, looking quite normal despite that he could only see the blur of her face and curly black hair.
His hands grabbed her face, pulling her in, to have that moist mouth against his, crashing and burning him to hell.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-18 02:35 pm (local) (link) Track This She was caught off guard when he kissed her again. She had not even tried to tempt him this time. Such was not her game today. Yet he kissed her with such desperation.
She stumbled before moving onto his lap, setting her hands in her hair to deepen the kiss.
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[info]blind_leader 2011-03-18 02:45 pm (local) (link) Track This Why couldn't he just let her go without crawling back on his belly like the snake that Lucifer was?
That kiss, wasn't eager, just needing. She moved into his lap and his arms folded around her waist pressing her close while his mouth played his eyes for the moment.
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[info]darkdelilah 2011-03-18 02:50 pm (local) (link) Track This They would both always circle around one another, always trying to get away or get closer.
She sighed into the kiss at the feel of his hands on her back. In moments like this she regretted everything she had lost.