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Context: Rumor has it that a strange creature lives in the castle nearby. You see a light on in one of the towers but have never had the bravery to investigate. At least, not until tonight. What waits for you within its walls may very well prove to be your end. Or...?

Setting: Ashton's castle

Tags:[M4F][Sadodere Half-Drider Speaker][Humanoid Moth Listener][Sadistic][Hard Angst][Confession][VERY Protective][Baby][Remorseful][Loving][Domestic Life][Comfort][Reverse Comfort][Happy Marriage][Coming Clean][Prejudice][Vulnerable][Dom/Sub Energy][CW: Hard Angst/Mentions of Deformity/Disturbing Implications]

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[Scene opens in your bedroom]

[SFX: Ashton humming]

[Ashton rocks Sonny in his arms gently, humming to him before lying him down in his crib]

“There we are… Goodnight, Sonny. Papa loves you.”

[Pause]

[SFX: Quiet wing ruffles]

“Hmhm, and your mother loves you, too. Rest well, sweet boy.”

[SFX: Babber moth wings settling and Ashton walking across the room]

“Come, Rosy… It’s time you knew me as I really am…I need you to know…”

[Pause?]

[He takes a shaky breath]

“No. I’m not alright… We’ve been together for almost a year now and, in that time, you’ve given me things I never even knew I wanted. I want this. More than ANYTHING! But… you deserve to know who you would be choosing as your mate for the rest of our lives. That may very well not be a man you can love anymore, Rosy…”

[...]

[He smiles sadly]

“You say nothing could change your mind, but…”

[...?]

“Have I… hurt people? Yes. I have. To sate my need for blood or to defend myself. Despite my demeanor, I never try and make myself an active target.”

[...]

“...Rosy. It’s alright. You’re not a predator insect. You are going to have some prejudices against those that are, same as I would for a prey insect. I know it’s not out of malice or distaste for me, alright? It’s your body trying to tell you that I am a threat, no matter how I behave.”

[Pause]

[He sighs again and takes your hand]

“Please, follow me. The thought of putting this off any further is making my stomach twist in a way I do not find particularly pleasant.”

[Pause]

[SFX: Them meandering the halls]

[Ashton is tense as you hold on to one of his arms, so tense that he groans from the effort of opening a heavy door]

“Here… This door.”

[SFX: The door swinging open]

[Pause?]

“Where are we? Ahm… My Master’s old room. The vampire that found me as a baby and raised me, ah, as his own, I suppose. He painted a portrait of me when I was young that… I’d like to show you who I was, then, is what I am trying to say.”

[He steps forward and rests a hand on a white sheet]

“...I need to see if… you will still love me, after…”

[SFX: The cloth being pulled aside]

[You look at the mangled boy in the portrait, uncertain. It is clearly Ashton as a young boy, but…]

[Pause?]

[He’s quiet. Ashamed]

“Yes… That was me, as my Master painted when I was much younger. Only six, I believe… I was born… horribly deformed. That is why my parents abandoned me, here. They knew I’d grow up in constant agony, unable to walk or breathe without pain… My arms never settled in the sockets correctly. They’d constantly break…”

[...]

[He takes a shaky breath and lets the cloth fall back over the portrait]

“...His surgeries. Dissections. They were to try and give me a life not riddled with pain or shame… but they were intensely painful. Numbing agents hardly worked on me, so I had to grit my teeth through most of it. But, with each successful surgery, I grew a bit stronger. Looked more… right, I think. By the time I was sixteen, he said I was growing into a handsome young man, but… he raised a point that has haunted me for decades, now.”

[Pause?]

[Ashton turns to you, eyes deeply sad]

“...Any children I might have could be born with those same deformities… and, sadly, I suspect the same is true for you, my love.”

[Pause?]

“I, ahm… suspect we were both victims of the same genocide, in a way. You mentioned the dust on a male moth’s wings months and months ago. It was… orange, wasn’t it?”

[...]

[He sighs]

“...Yes. That dust was a human weapon of a chemical nature. Those forests are home to many insectoid folk and were home to my parents, once upon a time. That dust can cause mutations in our various species. For me, it was severe deformation within the womb. For you…”

[SFX: Ashton gently brushing a wing and Rosy’s wings shuddering in response]

“It is the bioluminescence. I believe that is why you and Sonny can produce light in your wings. As a Rosy Silk Moth and a baby White Ermine Moth, this simply isn’t something that would be possible without severe mutations taking effect. That mutation… it will carry. It will be passed down… and it is worse still because if you agree to be mine, Rosy… I couldn’t stand to watch you or Sonny wither and die.”

[Pause]

“Yes… Master did turn me, in the vampiric sense, to save my life. It has given me many perks, and many boons, but… time passes by in such a lonely way. I try to think back to the castle before you were here, before Sonny… I can’t. I can’t lose either of you.”

[...]

[SFX: Ashton turning to face Rosy fully]

“I will not force you, Rosy. I will never force you. But I need you to know who I am, as a man, before the unfortunate truth arrives on its own time. I am a… deformed anomaly, forced to live under a Master that showed me little to no affection. I am fundamentally broken, in many ways, and all I can offer is my love. I believe it is up to you to decide if that is enough or not.”

[...]

[SFX: The cloth being lifted again]

[You go to the painting once more, lifting the cloth and studying him. The boy in the portrait smiles a pained but hopeful smile, broken but just seeming keen to be spending time with his Master while he paints]

“...Rosy?”

[He sighs shakily as you embrace him]

“Oh, Rosy… My Rosy…”

[Pause]

“This is… scary. How badly I want you, how badly I want my next moments to hear Sonny laugh or to hear you scold me. I will admit… hearing nicer things is quite preferable.”

[The two of you share a few bittersweet kisses in the quiet]

“Mmh… I love you, Rosy.”

[<3 Pause <3]

[He smiles warmly and rests his lips against your forehead]

“... This is… a lot… Sonny has only been with us a few months, but we’ve managed with minimal fighting. We’ve had to rush to be good parents to that little salt-and-pepper cottonball. I hardly got to court you…”

[Pause?]

“Hmhm, no, I’m afraid I’m not much of a spectacle dancer, nor do I have wings to try and convey how much I adore you. Whatever you decide, in the end, I will respect. I just want to treasure as much time with you and Sonny as I possibly can.”

[...]

“Hmm? You have something you want to do first before considering immortality? And, what is that, my love?”

[...]

[He listens, eyes flashing dangerously a few times]

“Ah… you want to destroy the people that destroyed your people so they can hurt no one else.”

[Pause]

“...Yes, I think I could summon enough bloodlust on your behalf, my dear. So long as Sonny is not exposed to any of it, then you have my hand to hold in Hell once I’m dragged down into it.”

[<3]

[He chuckles warmly, holding you close]

“My Rosy… We have a lot to discuss when it comes to the future. Ours and Sonny’s. I want him to know more than this castle, but… it isn’t safe out there for him. For any of us.”

[Pause]

“Yes… I suppose all we can do is try and make it better, hm? There used to be a small settlement around the castle but it’s been largely burnt to the ground. I’m sure you’ve hardly noticed what is left, it really only looks like dead trees that got hit by lightning.”

[Pause?]

“Well, perhaps we could rebuild it, over time? Slowly build a space for our kind to live more safely.”

[<3 Pause <3]

[Ashton smiles]

“Hmhm… I quite like “Ashton, you sexy genius”. Please be sure to exclaim it at me more, hm?”

[<3]

“Yes, I… I think I’d like to get some rest, after all of this. I’m hoping we can get away with some private time, but Sonny does seem to love to divebomb between us if we get too, ahm, ‘smoochy’. Who knows. Maybe he’ll sleep through the night?”

[You both pause before cackling quietly together]

“Haha, oh! Oh, can you imagine? Come, my love. Let’s enjoy rest while we have it… If we’re going to take on the world, then we should at least have had a good night’s sleep, yes?”

[Pause]

“Hmm… I look forward to it as well, my Rosy. The future has color, for once, instead of that endless gray, and… I’m grateful for it.”

[Together, you both meander back into the castle. The atmosphere is lighter and Ashton is visibly relaxed, even giddy]

[To be concluded next time]