Greed (The Principles of Lust)

[jheti]

And it's always the same, in his head, looped endlessly around itself. Simple and declarative and merciless.

I want I want I want.

"Maybe," he said. It hitched somewhere in the back of his throat, left grit on the roof of his mouth. "I'll beg that old hag for my life."

I want I want I want.

What the hell could it hurt?

(Greed/binding circles = OTP.)

Leena and Taven, sitting in a tree.

Aww, fuck it, I'm too tired. Stupid school =P