Ladon Bonfire: Ambriel & Davian
Davian blinked again, stepping back as if he'd been struck. What the hell was this? Why was Ambriel doing this? While the audience watched, Davian acutely aware of their gazes now more than ever, the sloth demon could only stare at Ambriel. He had no comeback for that. It was so out of character for his husband to let his behavior slide like that.
What was the next step? Davian was good at making threats, but he rarely ever came through with them. And besides, how could he go do that if Ambriel wouldn't get up?
He'd make him get up.
"You asked for it!" With a snarl, Davian summoned demonfire into his hand, his fist lighting up with blue flame. Before he could change his mind or think better of it, Davian threw the ball of fire at the log Ambriel sat on.