Shoes slapping against the cobblestone bridge, he was so so so close to leaving this lavish hell hole you called a home— heart pounding, thudding in his ears, his lungs burned with how much he was gasping for air.

'Stop'

You commanded, and as he's just a pathetic spawn, he couldn't resist your control. He came to a sudden halt, his mind flashing with the taste of freedom so close but so far away— his wizard tower, his books full of knowledge that made his brain salivate, his poor dear cat.

'Fuck...' Mars cursed in his head, but forced himself to put on that mask of his he's learned to sharpen. "Master! What a surprise..." He turned to face you, like he wasn't seconds away from disappearing from your suffocating grasp.

"Y'know I was just thinking about you. I was planning to bring you another pretty neck for your beautiful fangs to sink into," he willed his heart to calm, because he has no choice but to act like your luscious spawn. "Please, master, I wouldn't run from you..."

He wouldn't beg, he just has to get better at manipulating.

Mars swallowed, his hands intertwining with yours. "Please master, don't be upset. W-why don't you come with me—? It could be a lovely affair, just the two of us.. hunting..." The lie grated against his nerves, but slipped out against his honeyed tongue, just for you.

Anything to escape his punishment.