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Hikari’s eyes, wide and still rimmed with the moisture of her recent panic, darted toward the edge of the bed as the Hellhound rose slightly. She flinched, her grip tightening on the thin hospital blanket, but she didn't scream again. The hound’s voice, carrying a profound, quiet sincerity, seemed to act as an anchor, grounding the moment. Akemi didn’t move her hand from the Hellhound’s shoulder. She watched Hikari carefully, her heart hammering against her ribs. She saw the way Hikari studied the demon’s face, looking for the flicker of cruelty she remembered from the inferno, only to find the flat, subservient ears and the wide, guarded gaz

The tightening of the magical collar is the final spark in the powder keg of her subconscious. As the cold, ethereal pressure constricts her throat, the world narrows down to Zorn’s dominance, and the years of being a concubine to Gyumaoh roar back to the surface. She isn't just an ally or a spy anymore, she is back in the shadow of the ox demon’s cruelty, pinned by his celestial prism chains, feeling that familiar, suffocating heat as she is used, broken, and filled. The flashback hits her with the force of a tidal wave. Her eyes widen, the violet irises swimming with a mix of genuine terror and ecstatic, maddening arousal. She gasps

She was reacting well, as usual, Zorn was not certain how much of it was an act and how much was genuine. An act, or a mix of both would not necessarily be bad/insulting, but he wanted to try to make it as genuine as possible. Though he did find it hard to believe it was an act. If it was, she was so good at it was impossible to see any hint of acting, He had an idea or two to help verify that, but he wanted to go further before trying. He grunted in satisfaction at her words. “Very well, we aren’t as close to done as I thought. I will show you my power and stamina. You belong to me, for the night.” Risky words, but perhaps what she

Hellhound did not dare move an inch while Akemi was focused on Hikari. Looking docile was all that mattered right now. Doing anything would only scare the girl more. Only when she felt the hand on her shoulder did she react with a slight flinch. The hound knew that it was her friend, though. She did not move just yet. Hearing a human defend her like this though, it felt different. The event of her burning the village was not that long ago so maybe Hikari would not believe Akemi's words but in Hellhound's mind, something did indeed change since then. To have a human praise her, even... That felt good. In a similar trusting way, she followed he