Red
There were more important things right now than f*****g, Red knew it. But it wasn’t like he could discuss them with Cath, and not only because they weren’t on speaking terms. Meeting with Nara after all this time, the realization, absurd as it sounded, that it had never been just his old teacher, but a puppeteer more skilled and cunning than anything he had ever imagined… so many things, making his mind swirl, yet right now it didn’t matter. Oh, nothing mattered, but the pliant drunk elf in his hands.
The thought of actually having Cath, Red’s to do as he pleased, was intoxicating on its own, and Red’s control wasn’t something he was particularly famous for. Later, he would beat his head up at to what Nara’s presence meant, and why now after all this time. And where it put all his be
