To read the first part: Void.
He curled his fingers over hers, his head tilted forward till he could see the doubt in her eyes. His throat was dry and grated with words too reluctant to be voiced.
"I'm half elated."
The word were whispered against the shape of her lips, his breath stolen away by this succubus that had been haunting him for months.
"Of corrupting me?"
"It was never corruption that scares me."
The etchings on her skin glowed warm under his fingertips, a nod against the softness of her neck as he trembled, ever so slightly.
"Us being bound together, in the ways of legends."