This has STUFF in it (Making out) but not descriptive. (0o0) Kate Kingsell I hope you are pleased with my work. (NOTE SARCASM) ;)
Medio could not remember the last time she didn't feel pain. Pain almost felt normal now. Her wrists were red and her throat was dry from screaming. Her clothes had been replaced with a loose and shimmering simple dress that reached her knees. She could hear heavy iron doors opening then closing.
Was he going to whip her, punch her, kick her, or mock her? Whatever happened, it would tear her heart slowly apart. It always did. She felt such strong desire for Frost, but it hurt so much.
'I can't love him...' she thought uselessly to herself as the simple wooden door to her room opened. Frost watched her calmly rom the door. Medio looked from her bed to the chains hanging from the ceiling.
"Not today." Frost said monotonously. Medio let out a shaky breath. So it was either mocking, or even whipping since he usually whipped her on the floor, but even so sometimes did it whilst she was hung up.
Frost neared closer, and she trembled on her bed. Her black and usually straight hair was knotted and dry. Her lilac eyes searched his brilliant blue orbs.
"Maid!" roared Frost his voice loud and booming. A pale white woman with a carrot nose and button black eyes stepped into the room. A Snow Lady.
She walked over to Medio, and with surprising strength carried her out the room.
Medio was then treated to a hot soaking bath. It felt soooooooo good, though it stung the wounds from the previous day. When she got out, she smelt like lemons and oranges and her hair was silky and staright once more.
The Snow Lady dressed her in an emerald dress. It was tight around her waist, but was loose down to her knees. The Snow Lady then led her down corridors of stone.
Her feet which had been warmed in the bath were now cold, since her legs were completely bare. Her wet hair did help either.
She was led to a door adorned with silver carvings and had blazing torches on either side of the frame. The Snow Lady knocked on the door, and motioned for Medio to stay where she was. She walked away, leaving Medio in front of the door by herself.
The door opened. Frost smiled at her. Medio caught herself from staring at his handsome features.
"Come on in." She stepped slowly inside, and was so shocked she didn't even notice Frost close the door.
Blue coloured rose petals covered the bed chambers. Romantic candles covered the tables and chairs. The only things not covered in candles was the blue quilted and white pillowed bed, which was also covered in blue rose petals.
"What is this?" stammered Medio turning, noticing the closed door. Frost smiled. Medio realised, this smile was devoid of anger and malice. It looked kind and gentle.
"I met Yuki today. My adopted brother." he answered. "If you are wondering, Medley is actually my mother. Desunoto is my father. But I only found that out today from my little brother."
Medio couldn't get her head around the facts. "I don't care. What does that have to do with any of THIS." She waved at the romantic setting. Frost smiled.
"Yuki freed me from my anger. Now I can LOVE you Medio. Like I always have, but I just couldn't SHOW you." he stepped closer to her.
Medio felt her face go red. "No way. See these scars," she pulled down her dress's shoulder strap to show him a purple, ugly scar, "you did this to me."
Frost flicked his fingers, and the scar glimmered before dissolving into nothing. Medio gasped and looked up into his beaming face. "You'll find all your other scars are gone too."
Suddenly she felt herself flying into the cushioned bed. "Frost!!!"
Before she knew it, Frost was lying over her, his brilliant blue eyes boring into her lilac eyes. "Which is good. I don't want my future wife to be covered in such ugly scars."
"Please Frost!!!" wailed Medio hitting his chest hard, tears dripping down her face, "I'm not ready. Especially not with you!!!"
Frost let his face go monotone, and he leaned down to kiss her neck softly. Medio trembled, her hands held down by Frost. "Please Medio. I love you a lot."
"That's not enough!" She sobbed, her wrists were hurting from Frost clenching them tightly.
Frost sighed heavily, began kissing her slowly. His lips were soft, but cold. Medio felt her lips go numb, but she allowed him to kiss her deeply. He pulled her up so that she was sitting up with his legs on either side of her. Finally his tongue snuck into her mouth.
'NO.' She immediately thought, and began fighting his tongue with her own. Frost smirked through the battle, and snuck his hand towards her back. Medio didn't realise, until he pressed the middle of her back hard and she groaned.
Frost immediately grinned at his work, and pushed her onto the bed once more. This time, he began sucking on her neck. She moaned. Try as she might, she couldn't fight against his strength and her own desire for him. He laughed hard. He began to suck even harder on the weakest part of her neck, which was for her, under her left ear.
Medio sighed and moaned until he sat up. She stared at him fearfully. Though she loved him, she certainly didn't want to loose her innocence to him. At least, not yet. But he obviously had other plans.
He uncertainly tugged at the zip of her dress, and when she didn't fight back, pulled it down. He turned her over like a rag doll, so that he could quickly slip the dress off her. Now, she was only in a lace underwear, since her other garments had been torn by his abuse.
He began to kiss her again, now kneading her breast. She groaned and moaned and his cold touch.
She suddenly began undressing him too. She slipped off his billowing blue shirt and his torn brown trousers.
She kept kissing him, but she began playing with his hair. His mint green hair felt lovely between her fingers.
He pulled away and began lowering her underwear. He was now fully naked.
And after that Medio screamed in pleasure and pain. He kissed her heavily all over her body, sucking on the places where she knew only he would ever see.
Finally it was all over. And Medio fell sleep in his arms, dreaming off snowy forest strolls with him by her side.
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Come Winter
FantasiI may be hallucinating, I may be crazy. But when winter arrives this year, I feel like something is going to happen. And every night, I have dreams. Of a boy, dressed as white as snow.