SHOT THROUGH THE HEART [transformation + feral thot]

[Luca]

Faintly, he was aware of something clinging to his back leg. He could hear the words Goldie was yelling clearly, although none of them seemed to register. There was no sudden stop to his actions, no sign at all that he could hear her other than a subtle rippling of his spines. Her voice was familiar though, and the beast could almost sense the warm memories swirling just below the murky fog of his consciousness. The phantom smell of cupcakes swirled around his head, but then it was gone as quickly as it came, disappearing into the salty air of the beach. He grunted and shook his head ever so slightly, and then his attention was back on Junji, face staring unseeingly into the angel's as he began to talk.

Please. Somewhere deep down, Luca repeated the word. That part of him wanted to stop. He didn't want to repeat the actions that had lost him so many in the past, but regaining control once it was lost was near impossible without the proper help. The creature between his jaws reached out to brush a gentle paw against his cheek, and the demon's jaw flexed, tightening around the limb for a second before relaxing somewhat. The wantan violence from before was starting to fade. Now there was caution, confusion, although the underlying hunger remained. The taste of angelic blood on his tongue was intoxicating, but still something seemed to be holding him back. Junii's sweet voice floated around him as he drew closer, bringing Luca's bloodied face towards his body.

If one looked closely, perhaps they would see the slight slacking of the muscles around the beast's neck, the subtle drop of his head and the lowering of his spines. There was something about that voice-- that melody. Something within him was clawing and tearing at his insides, trying desperately to break free from the ocean of void and misplaced power. The angel's feathers brushed sweetly against his head, and it would no longer take a trained eye to notice the stillness that came over him. A couple of cautious clicks sounded from his throat, and his serrated teeth came free from Junji's arm.

Fire.

The brushing of flames against his already burned side was less than welcomed by Luca's mind. It appeared that even Luca, who wielded flames freely in battle, was not spared from the primal fear of fire in his current state. A fierce growl spilled from his jaws and he lurched forwards, instinct driving him towards the creature closest first. His jaws opened back up and he attempted to close them around a larger portion of Junji's body, tilting his head back as if he aimed to swallow the feline whole. His back leg moved as well, stoping furiously in an attempt to get the attached Dealer off. He would deal with the new threat once these annoyances were taken care of. He would not forget his objective again: he was here to feed, nothing else.

[Mobile sobs]