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Lemons as fuck, TW-weapons.
I know I should feel horrible for carving her, but I don't. I feel fucking feral.
...her beautiful silky skin, and I tainted it...
I gently brush my fingers over the fresh wound and hear her trying to suppress a whimper.
...She's in pain...
"How bad does it hurt?"
Her eyes are in thin slits.
"Why the hell do you care?" She spits.
...Ouch, I like to inflict pain, but I still give a shit...
"Because I care about you."
She looks bewildered, like I just admitted something.
...I thought I made it well known that I do, but I guess my way of showing it is a little. Odd...
"You? Care? You have a seriously sick fucking way of showing it."
I grab her shoulders and spin her toward me to make eye contact.
"You're right; the things you make me feel drive me up a fucking wall, and I have such a twisted way of showing it. I mean, Christ, fucking look at you."
Her expression softens, and I see a faint tint of pink cover her cheeks.
I gently place my index finger under her chin and slowly swipe my thumb over her plump bottom lip. I was getting lost in the supple feel of her skin.
"You know it too. You know how fucking mad you drive me..."
She doesn't speak, but her breath grows heavier.
I pull down her bottom lip, exposing her bottom row of teeth.
"It's not just me. Anyone who gets a hold of you wouldn't be able to hold themselves back, but I'll be dammed if that day ever comes."
I remove my thumb from her bottom lip and slide my hand past her cheek.
...So fucking soft...
And nestle my fingers in her thread-like hair, gently grabbing it to crane her head back.
"You should know you own every. Fucking. Inch of me."
"I-I do?"
...Of course, you do...
"Once I sunk my teeth into you, I realized just how fucking starved and depraved I was..."
I hear her swallow thickly.
And I whisper,
"I'm only so sick in the fucking head because you make me this way."
I press my nose to hers while tightening my grip on her hair.
"You fucking own me. I'll do anything to prove that to you."
There's silence for a brief moment.
"Anything?"
She meekly asks.
"Anything."
"And you won't retaliate?"
...Fuck, I genuinely can't promise that...
"I'm at your mercy, Doll."
Her once shaky breath turns steady, and the atmosphere changes.
"Sit on the bed, please. I have to go do something."
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