FADING MOONGLOW

"OUCH!" Trevor complained while his adoptive son, Lewis Crevan, was helping him put his piercings in his left ear back. After ~slightly threatening~ his son to lock him up in that hellhole if he didn't help him, Lewis finally (begrudgingly) lent him a hand. And so, right now, he was seated on the ground while the fox boy was squatting down beside him. "Can you please be a little gentle?"

Lewis Crevan harshly pressed the stud in the outer rim of his ear (that was called helix, by the way). It was the last piercing that he needed in his left ear. "No."

He rolled his eyes, then quickly put the last stud in the anti tragus (or the little bit of cartilage next to his earlobe and opposite his tragus). With that, his seal was complete. Both of his ears still hurt because he almost cut them off while he was trying to unseal his demonic powers. It hurt but if he didn't do that, he would have died because of the injuries he received from the Devil. "Thank you, son."