"A fragment of my power isn't even needed."

Life and death are two sides of the same coin. They play on a similar field to the sun and the moon. That must be why he is so drawn to Soleil.

"Yes... Yes, that is right. We should enjoy these moments..." He seems a bit in a daze as of now. "... I don't deserve you."

Today's attempt? Entertain him. So far? None have succeeded.

Annoyed.

Not like he needs to... That's all.

Watch your mouth. I belong to nobody.

And pray tell, what things in mind do you want to know more of?

Not in a mood to play the guessing game. Say it now, or risk losing my attention.

"Careful. I feel like I could wipe out an entire civilization now. Speak clearly. Unless you're afraid of the consequences?" He pushes that face away slightly.

"And if I deny such advances?" He places a hand on his hip, looking at the large digimon. There is no telling whether the god is serious or not.

"It's better we don't destroy anything. I heard the universal repercussions are getting worse. Even a god is not safe from such 'retribution'." Tail slowly lifting, curling around the digimon's waist, stopping short.

"Oh trust me. It will." His tail is long, not nearly as thick as the megidramon's, but it's slender and easily can seek certain 'targets'.

"You mean you just want to fuck me." So predictable. The digimon's lust was not something that can easily be pacified either.

"El Dorado aside, I suppose these other worlds are... interesting enough."

"Don't you think it gets old?" Annoyed roll of his eyes, but not opposed to it. He just doesn't like being bored.

What sort of label would he come with?

" We should officialize our courtship, Sol. I've held off on it long enough for my own justifications on why I ran away. Because I'm afraid of losing the people I deem precious and irreplaceable. " of course he's talking about an official marriage.

"Hmmm... Will this convince you more?" And then a sudden connection of their mouths. He holds Sol close, nearly and dearly. His hands wrapped tight around that waist while their tongues dance without a need to fight for dominance. Jalam never initiated a kiss first until now.

Heavy sighs. Is there anything to do on this wretched world?