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Context: You grew up as a familiar to a dhampir knight simply known as "Grimm", and the two of you have earned a name as a witch-hunting duo of legend. Despite that, things between you and your master are tense as you seek out someone that wronged you, and try and deal with the old feelings lingering between yourself and Grimm.

Setting: A snowy forest/the Gnarl

Tags: [MM4A][Exes to Lovers][Necromancer Speaker][Dhampir Witch Hunter Speaker][Two Speakers][Familiar Listener][Protective/Possessive][Grimdark][Kisses][Spicy][Dhampir][Witch Hunting][Master x Familiar][Old Feelings][CW: Violence/Spicy Implications]

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[N] = A necromancer, a bit confused on how dating works

[G] = Grimm, the legendary witch hunter, dhampir, and your master

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[Scene opens deep within a dark, snowy forest]

[SFX: A chase between the Listener and a necromancer with a small posse of shambling skeletons]

[N, laughing manically] “Come back, little Fae, come back!! You are absolutely perfect! Perfect to stand at my side as I command death! It won’t hurt, sweetie, I promise! One quick stab and then I’ll be able to do anything I like with your beautiful form… You won’t be able to think, you won’t be able to retaliate, you will simply obey what I say!”

[SFX: The chase continues before the Listener collapses in the snow]

[N] “Hmhmhm, yes, yesss, THERE WE ARE! Shh… just lie there, love, it’s alright. Boys, be a dear and make certain our little Shifter here can’t get away…”

[Pause!]

[The necromancer grins sadistically down at you, his minions surrounding you as you scramble and panic]

[N] “Ah ah, shhh… shh… It’s alright, love. That’s the beauty of death, you see? It takes all of the guesswork out of love.”

[Pause!]

[The necromancer laughs again, delighting in your fear and pain]

[N] “Scream all you want, my dear! I adore listening to you wail and plead. Come now… No one is coming to save you and, even if they were, they would have to get through my minions. And that’s just not happening, my love.”

[Your fear turns into mirth as the ground trembles slightly. A massive shape rises from behind the necromancer, cloaked in black and wielding a massive hammer]

[G] “Eheheh…. That’s where you’re wrong, Sparky.”

[The necromancer spins angrily toward your master]

[N] “Who dares interrupt these sacred marriage rites?! Wh-...oh.”

[SFX: Sad bones noises as Grimm dusts the skeletons]

[G] “Looks like you’ve got some skeletons, hm? Oops, I killed them. Now… What was that you were saying about my familiar here?”

[Pause]

[G] “I’m calm, Kitty. Perfectly calm.”

[He is not]

[N] “Y-You’re… S-Sir Grimm, the legendary witch hunter.”

[G] “Mmhm.”

[N] “Which means this divine creature is your…lover? Friend? Familiar?”

[G] “They’re mine, we’ll say. Now, I have turned your little corpse gala into bone meal and bits best left unmentioned. You can come with us willingly, and no harm will be done to you, OK?”

[N] “R-Really?”

[Grimm lets out a loud, slightly obnoxious laugh. It quickly turns wild, almost insane, and he pulls his immense hammer free]

[G] “Oho! Oh, that’s precious! Oh, you dense, foolish, foul little creature. I might have if you hadn’t implied you were going to have your way with them. I may have just broken something and dragged you back.”

[His already dark voice grows darker as he almost growls:]

[G] “There are some lines… you don’t cross. I’m a dhampir, for fuck’s sake. Literally considered garbage, and I would never entertain the notion of putting my hands on an innocent.”

[N] “W-Wait, if it was my father that begged you to find me, then the payment-!”

[SFX: Necro boy going squish]

[Pause…]

[Grimm snarls quietly under his breath as you approach]

[G] “Fuck the payment. I don’t care about that. Are you OK?”

[SFX: Magic and a crow cawing as the Listener shifts their shape]

[G] “Going to your crow form, hm? Tch. Fine. I’m sorry that I reduced our payment, I’m sorry that you’ll have to wait a little longer to get more of that fancy chocolate you like, and I’m sorry we’ll have to share a bed a little longer.”

[Pause / Crow caws for sassy Listener]

[G, with a huff] “I am NOT doing this on purpose to keep you near me a little longer, OK?! What he said to you was atrocious! Let him rot. Right here in the ashes of the corpses he raised.”

[Pause]

[Your master sighs and stows his hammer]

[G] “Let’s just get back to the Gnarl and get a drink.”

[SFX: Heavy footsteps stomping off and general nighttime ambiance]

**[Scene transitions to a Medieval tavern aka the Gnarl]*\*

[SFX: Grimdark tavern ambiance]

[The two of you warily cross the tavern. The barkeep tosses you your room key and the two of you settle down for some drinks]

[G] “Mmh. Few drinks couldn’t hurt, right?”

[Pause]

[G] “It was a hard-fought battle, Kitty, c’mon. A bit of mead isn’t going to kill us. We’re the witch-hunting team to end all, right?”

[Pause]

[G] “Good. Barkeep, some mead, please.”

[SFX: Mead being served and tavern chatter]

[G, taking a big series of gulps] “Ahh, good old Gnarl mead. The finest in piss-water. Cheers, Kitty.”

[You toast with him and drink in silence for a bit]

[G] “...I promise we will find the witch that cursed you, Kitty. We’ve been at each other’s sides since childhood… even if I fucked everything up for…us… I intend on keeping my promise. Can you trust that much, at least?”

[Pause]

[G, with a snort] “Yeah, yeah, you “believe in the legendary dark knight, even if he’s an idiot”. Hm. You have the most bladed tongue this side of the Fens, my lov-... ah, sorry.”

[...]

[G] “Aye, let’s just… finish our drinks and get some rest.”

[Pause]

[G] “Tch, I am not going to get all mushy and soft. I’m a stoic drunk, not an affectionate drunk.”

**[Scene transitions to the room you share with Grimm]*\*

[SFX: Grimm and the Listener kissing]

[G] “Mmh… your lips… careful, don’t fall over the bed again… Here, let me lie you down.”

[SFX: The bed creaking and the kissing carrying on]

[Pause]

[G, pausing] “If you tell me to stop, I will…”

[...]

[G] “I mean it, Kitty. You’re my Familiar, yes, but I’m never going to command you to do something you don’t wish to do.”

[SFX: More kissing]

[The feel of him against you is both welcome and dangerous. Each muscle twitches with grounded magic and numerous scars]

[...]

[He pauses, lifting himself up enough to meet your gaze]

[G] “It’s OK… I don’t mind being your favorite mistake that you keep making… I just want to be close to you, OK?”

[...Pause…]

[The two of you kiss for a good bit, with the occasional pause to discuss why this is a terrible idea before kissing resumes]

[Pause]

[G] “Mmhm… Call me out, it’s fine. I know I’m desperate for you and I know I’m the one at fault for breaking things between us. It’s… you know how possessive the vampires around here can be over anything they care about. I’m only half vampire and the instinct is still so… fucking strong! I want to give you what you need, Kitty, but these brief lapses of judgment… they’re all I can have…”

[Pause]

[He glares up at you from where his lips hover over your neck]

[G] “... say it… like me? What? I’ve been busting my ass to be able to talk to you in more than two words and a grunt per conversation! Why-?”

[Pause]

[G] “...Say it from my heart. I…”

[He looks away with a huff, cheeks tinged in frustration and embarrassment]

[G, with a rumble] “...I need you.”

[That is all you get before his lips are back on your skin]

[To be continued]