What Now?

[Nox]

She hadn't hesitated. She didn't say no. It was all the cue he needed to continue with taking what he wanted. Or at least that's what he told himself as hands tugged at clothing. Mouth and teeth and lips found purchase on skin and tender spots. He knew what she liked. Even in the deepest of the horde moments he knew exactly how to please Oriena. He fell into the rhythm of their passion. But it felt more mechanical than feeling the passion, the heat.

The void of emotions tugged at him. It bored him. If it bored him, it bored her. Last thing he wanted was Oriena to leave. He flicked his eyes and set the song in his head to anger. He wasn't mad, and he flicked the next song to lust. Sky seemed to understand what he was after and both of the emotional dittys started playing on top of each other. It fueled his movements, the pressure of his hands on her body, the control of the mechanical hand much finer than before, she'd have fewer bruises, though the pain would still be the same.

His body didn't move like it used to but he was recovering. And he would hold the reigns as long as she let him. He wanted to feel more than what the song told him. His heart raced, his body sweated. It wasn't their darkest moment. They would never be there again. There was loss and sadness mixed with the anger and the lust. But it was fleeting. There was moments of joy and love and harmony but they too were washed away into the void, only the anger and lust persisted through the song.