[ With such ironclad control, Adder usually never let any of his true power out unless absolutely necessary and vital. Sometimes, the new recruits needed a little extra shove to see where they belonged. There were also moments he went to collect with the more difficult ones. The hunt invoking the need to consume everything and everyone. But moments like this? No, Adder always controlled himself, which means being mortal must have altered and messed with more than he originally thought.

He would have to be more careful.

Concern flickering across his face, Adder started to argue but Ros kissed him before he could and he returned it eagerly. Desire surged throughout his veins from the crackling energy and from Ros too. It made him want more, body arching just somewhat until the zing of pleasure pulled him back to the present.

Ros' words causing more of a guilt emergence too. Did he really feel like that? He didn't know how to process such words but they should not have turned him on.

How messed up could one person be? Not that he wanted to ever actually destroy Ros. He loved him too much and it would be like ending himself along with him. ]

Come on, get off me. I have something to put on the burns to stop the pain. [ A pause and he looked every bit of the guilt pulsing inside of him. ] Won't stop the scarring. That won't fade.

[ His fire burned unlike anything else; the only thing that could destroy anything and everything in the universe. Another curse to try and keep a tight hold on something so dangerous. ]