*SMUT WARNING*
Sasani meets the infamous Dolion, a sadist, who gets high on the pain of others. What happens when he becomes her patient in the asylum?
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I wasn't expecting him to be shirtless, he typically isn't but whatever.
"Hi Princess.", He said, a gentle smile on his face.
He got up and hugged me, just to clarify, we see each other as siblings, at least, that's kind of the situation.
"Where were you?" he asked, sitting back down.
"Been running around like a headless chicken." I joked.
"But nah for real, been dealing with other patients, got assigned a new one today," I said telling him.
"Oh, really who?" he asked.
"Rumor has it, he's worse than you," I said, giving him a hint.
"Ah, him." He said, quickly connecting the dots.
"So why are you shirtless?".
"It got hot in here." he shrugged.
"Fair."
"Care to explain why you've been causing trouble?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow.
"Oh right, that," He said, scratching the back of his neck.
"Titan."
"Fine, I wanted to see you again alright, it's been a month and we haven't spoken." he shrugged again.
"Still, I was going to get to you, acting out was not going to do anything."
"Touche."
"You got 10 more minutes before I have to go back for another session."
"Ah yes, a session with the sadist, poor thing that Amy, with her limping I'm sure she will miss it." he sighed dramatically.
"Alright comedian." I laughed
"Well, I did get what I wanted, so I guess I'll let you get a head start on that session," He said, standing up again.
"Bring it in." He said, with outstretched arms.
I walked into them and he immediately wrapped his arms around my waist. I laid my head on his chest. and yes I'm fully aware that I probably shouldn't be doing half the shit I'm doing. But hey, I would rather this, than leave him feeling broken or hurt the way he did before.
He finally let me go, and we smiled at each other before I walked out of his embrace, and shortly after, out of the room. Then made my way back to La jaula que contiene una bestia.
The guard scanned, I scanned, and I was back in the room.
"Oh what's this, Ms. Scrubs back again?" he asked.
"It's Dr. Lamorte," I corrected him.
"Ah, Doctor Death, a bit ironic don't you think?" he asked.
"Not going to focus on how you know that, but anyway, I have a few more questions," I said, sitting down.
