𝙈𝘾𝙔𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙎

two dozen roses ;; mature

Two Dozen Roses

Niki x Minx

ooohyeahohyeahoaoaoaso i love women sapphics for the win

this is a repurposed storyline that i had from a long while ago, but i rewrote because it's probably my favorite and also most complex storyline that ive ever made. it has a potential for multiple parts, and i want to write them, but you know how i am smh

like i geek out over this sooo much because of the symbolism and the motives behind all of it, it's really twisted, but im not allowed to spoil it dammit

there's so much backstory and just mnmsndmghg- okay on with the fic

Warnings:
- Implied Kidnapping
- Explicit Manipulation
- Vague Stockholm Syndrome
- Light Gore (blood)
- Food
- Minor Dehydration
- Memory Loss
- As always, lmk if there's any more

2k Words

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"Oh honey, my dear, how I'd love to let you back out into the world again, but you know know there's not enough of you to share, right? I've wanted you all to myself for so long, and now that I've finally got you, you want to leave? How selfish of you."

"Minx please, please I'm begging you just let me go." Niki whimpered, her voice broken and dry. Her refusal of water was quickly beginning to take its dangerous toll on her body.

The scared girl was a truly gorgeous sight as Minx crouched in front of her frail form, a genuine frown plastered on her face. Niki's eyes, bloodshot and fearful, wearily scanned the room she'd been stuck in for a what she believed was about a day now, the cuffs around her wrists holding her in place continuously digging and reopening the festered wounds on her sore wrists.

"Now why on Heaven's pretty Earth would I do that?"

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"M-Minx? Minx, can I please get a drink? I'm thirsty," The pink haired girl whispered as the door was pushed open. Her body and head felt as though they were stabbing ice picks through her, sending a throbbing pain through her brain and down her neck.

"I'm glad you asked honey, you've been looking rather sad and down lately," Minx's voice was soft and gentle and in Niki's eyes, it didn't fit the situation or her actions in the slightest. Quickly pacing across the room, the older of the two snagged the water bottle, the same one that had been there since her first night there, and cracked the top of it.

With careful movements, she dropped to her knees in front of her gorgeous captive and gently pressed the bottle to her lips.

"Here, tilt your head back a bit, don't let it spill."

Reluctantly, she let her head lean back and let out an audible sigh as the somewhat funny tasting water met her parched, papery tongue, soothing the achey dryness that seemed to travel all the way down her throat and into her stomach. Yet the bottle was pulled away all to quickly for her liking, drawing a protestant whine from her lips.

"Hey, be careful, don't drink too fast, you'll make yourself sick. Now, would you like something to eat? You must be pretty hungry, no?"

Niki gently nodded and licked over her chapped lips, "Please?"

Minx smiled softly and stood from the bed, shuffling away and exiting the room, leaving the door wide open this time. According to the dull light peaking through the cracks in the curtains and Niki's lack of any better judgement, it seemed to be about early evening, maybe about 6 o'clock or so.