#2992711 - semi-grimdark, artist:puppie, oc, oc:esoteric, oc:radagast, alicorn, demon, demon pony, pony, bruised, crying, danger, dragging, duo, fear, fire, high res, restrained, tail, tail wrap

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“You’re losing your scent,” Darth chuckled as he dragged Esoteric along, the comparatively small Alicorn squirming in the restraints of his tail. “That perfect, sweet… addicting scent of yours that I fell in love with. Somepony is going to have to clean you if you don’t want to lose it… permanently~”

Esoteric opened her mouth to try to speak, but was cut off as his tail slipped in like it were a gag.

She squeaked and whimpered, trying to escape the furry restraints, wanting to scream as they slowly tightened, allowing her bruised body to move less and less.

Darth chuckled again. “An Alicorn who only knows basic magic. Such a small… young… innocent little bud… You were always cute when we hugged, when we cuddled… but now you’re just adorable, trying to escape such a powerful demon like me.”

Esoteric cried as the fire on Darth’s tail rubbed against the side of her head, encasing part of her face in warmth.

“How outgoing you were when you came to me… You put all your trust into me. A demon. A young little bud with boundless energy, just wanting to make a friend…”

He looked back at the Alicorn, who stared back at him from within her spiraling cage.

“Well,” he said, licking his lips. “You’ve definitely made a friend. You’ve made your only friend…”

He lifted her into the air, bringing their eyes closer together.

“For the rest of your tiny… infinite… life~”

Tears fell from Esoteric’s eyes as she stared into Darth’s eyes.

“It’s funny,” Darth began as he sat down, keeping the immobile Alicorn in front of him. “Everypony always says an infinite, or immortal life would never work against those who have it. Well…”

He chuckled.

“They weren’t wrong… You’re mine until the end of time. A tiny bud, perfect to keep me company. To give me pleasure. To satiate my desire…”

He gently stroked the small Alicorn’s mane.

“Forever~”

Esoteric couldn’t move. Darth’s tail had tightened around he so much, she had lost that privilege. Though she tried to move her tail; the one thing not covered by his tail, Darth simply grabbed it and took it in his mouth, never letting it go. Now she could only stare into Darth’s eyes, breathing softly as she cried.

She stared at Darth, trying, crying, whimpering, begging that the gentle, motherly pony she had known was still there. That he had simply succumbed to his primitive ways and would soon return to his real self and love her. Caress her. Care for with the most tender love in the world.

She squeezed her eyes shut, hoping and praying that this was all a bad dream. A really, really bad dream. That she would wake up in the real Darth’s arms and be able to cry into his soft, fluffy chest.

She prayed that the fabled Princess of the Night would save her. To stop this nightmare and give her more love and care than even the demon pony in front of her.

Esoteric felt Darth move her into him, pressing her small body against his chest, making the flame on his tail hotter.

And hotter.

And squeezing her into his chest more.

And more.

Until she could feel his very heartbeat.

Then… With a final whimper for love… When the last piece of her very soul was shattered… everything stopped.

How did I just spend ten minutes spontaneously writing this, when it takes me hours just to write a few sentences on my actual stories?

Also, YAY! First comment! Like, my account’s first comment! At all. Period. Yee.

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