World Enough and Time...

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, Lady, were no crime
The first lines of “To His Coy Mistress,” a poem by the seventeenth-century English poet Andrew Marvell. The poet tells a woman whom he loves that if they had endless time and space at their disposal, then he could accept her unwillingness to go to bed with him. Life is short, however, and opportunities must be seized. Read the poem!

Picture by the always incredible Bent.

Don't you agree, lover...?

WARNING: This deals with religion from both a human and a demonic standpoint; Christian, Muslim, Judaism, and Hinduism are all included, but I've made up my own demonic religion as well.  I'm Catholic myself, and this story in no way reflects my beliefs in my religion. Remember, it's for plot purposes only! I actually hadn't realized how religious this was until I was about 1/3 of the way through it. ALSO: This contains heavy NC-17 content, including blood play, semi-nonconsensual sex, mentions of m/m, some f/f, a possible m/f/f, torture, death, and other extremely violent things. If you’re offended by any of this, then please read no further.

All lines from the show aren't my words (obviously), and were found here.