Chapter 2

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!MANGA SPOILERS!

CLOSER - NINE INCH NAILS" help me get away from myself I wanna fuck you like an animal"

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CLOSER - NINE INCH NAILS
" help me get away from myself
I wanna fuck you like an animal"

-  -  - Y/n

Rough hands glide down the sides of my ribs. Tracing the curve of my waist and hips. They move back up and one hand is brought to my chin, lifting it up gently.

"Do you enjoy this?" Touya continued tracing my warm and flustered body  with his other hand. I nodded my head. Feeling the tingling sensation of skin to skin contact. "Do you want to know something Y/n?" He didn't wait for me to answer. "You are so doll like, you remind me of my mother." I was absolutely stunned at what I was hearing.

"How do dolls act?" I questioned. He brought me over to the couch laying down and placing me on top of him. My hands landed on his chest. I could feel his loose cotton shirt beneath my hands. I straddled his stomach and felt the vibrations of his voice as he continued to speak.

"You follow everything that I do. Just like I'm playing with a doll."

-  -  - Touya

I continued to make small talk with her careful to keep my emotions suppressed and under control. I complemented her frequently and she would get extremely flustered.

I want her to continue to follow my every word like it's the last she'll hear. And touch me like I'm the last thing she'll ever feel.

If she finds out that I'm a villain she'll get scared, tell the police. I'll have to kill her like my original plan. However, whatever this is going on is too much fun to let go so easily.

"I want you to stay here forever." All my thoughts went silent when I heard that.

- - - Y/n

It was so silent and awkward because of me. I never know what to say to anyone.

"Since your blind you have no idea what I look like right? Or even how old I am." Touya broke the silence.

"Well your voice indicates that you're young. I would say that you are in your 20's. But you're right I really have no idea what you look like." I answered.

"Do you want to know?" I was surprised. No one ever really cares if I know what they look like or not.

"I would love too." I spoke as I smiled.

"Well I would say that I'm super hot. I have black hair but that's because I died it. My eyes are blue and my skin is burned and pierced." He explained. My smile dropped when he said that he was burned.

"May I feel." I whispered, embarrassed by my request. I felt my two soft hands be engulfed in his two rough ones. He slowly brought them to his face. He placed my hands on his jaw. His hands let go of mine.

"Go crazy." His voice sounded so husk. My face heated up and I felt like I was going to melt. My hands gently felt his sharp jaw. His skin was incredibly rough and warm. My hands moved up his cheeks and I came to a halt when I felt cold metal. My fingers gently touched each piercing on his cheeks until I felt the corners of his mouth. There were 10 in total. When I glided my fingers down his lips to feel his chin he lightly kissed them. My breath hitched and I could feel my body getting hotter.

Trying to ignore how flustered I was, I felt the four piercings on his chin then I went back up his cheeks to feel his cheekbones. They seemed to be placed perfectly in between his burned skin. My fingers went to the burned skin under his eyes. They were also surrounded by piercings. I felt the sides of his nose and up the slender bridge of his nose.

"You look like an angel Y/n..."

My body jolted at the soft spoken words that were whispered to me. I brought my hands to my chest. My heart was pounding aggressively against my warm chest.

"Why are you so sweet to me?" The question that had been lingering in my head finally solidified itself into words. I heard a light chuckle.

"Do you not get compliments often?"

"I do not deserve them. I am a freak, I should not show my face to others without warning." My face began to burn as I repeated what I have been told my whole life.

"Who would put such sick words into your head?" His voice got deeper and his grip on my thighs tightened slightly. He was angry.

"Everyone tells me that my eyes are scary. That is why I keep them closed."

"Show me darling." I shook my head. I did not want the one person who thought I was pretty to be scared away. "Show me." He stated even angrier then he was before. My hands went to cover my eyes as I shook my head again. I felt Touya's hands on my thighs start to heat up. They got pleasurably warm then they got scorching hot.

"Touya." I pleaded. As tears started to wet my hands.
His hands only got hotter and I tried to hold my screams in to not anger him further.

"Show me your eyes." His hands scorched my thighs and an intense scream of pain slipped through my whimpering lips. My hands left my eyes and went to the source of heat.

"Im sorry. Im sorry. Im sorry." I sobbed as I tried to peel his hands off of me. The heat slowly left my thighs and my screams stopped. My hands rubbed the scorched skin that was left.

"Never disobey me again." Touya said gruffly. He sat up and I fumbled off of him. My back hit the arm rest of my small couch. I felt his body rise.

"I'll be back."

Just like that his presence was gone. Leaving me with snot on my face and two hand shaped scars on the outer part of both my thighs.

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