Same Day/10:39am
The lights to the basement flicker on, making me wake up from my slumber. I blink my eyes a few times to adjust to the light, noticing Liam walking down towards me with a plate of bacon and eggs. He sets the plate down in front of me then starts to take the shackles off of my wrists.
"Remember my rules. You try to escape, you get cut on your milky white skin, okay?" I scowl quietly before beginning to eat my meal. He smiles down at me before running his fingers through my slightly greasy hair.
"I'll need to bathe you later, Sweets. Your hair is s bit greasy." I clench my jaw a bit as I look up at him, after swallowing my food. "Yeah it's because I'm trapped down here and I can't clean myself." He smirks a bit and slides his middle finger across my lips.
"Is something getting a big angry? Do you want to try and escape? Or should I give you a small cut instead? Your choice..." I look at him with slightly wide eyes. Is he really making me decide what I want? Why can't it be neither?
"Why can't it be neither?" I ask him before he sighs, shaking his head as I continue to eat. He grabs the nearby, small blade and licks his lips.
"Because I want-- no need to taste you, Niall. I need to taste your blood and know how you taste. I bet you are as delicious as you are adorable." I roll my eyes a bit and finish eating the food quickly, as I didn't get to eat last night because of him.
He puts the shackles back onto me, his face close to mine, a smirk slowly coming onto his face as our lips are close to each other's. After putting me in the shackles, he leans in even closer, placing the cold blade against my upper arm.
"This will just hurt for a second. I'll clean you up right after." He states before quickly slicing a small part of my arm, a loud whine coming from me as he cleans it up with a wet rag that was in his other hand.
He holds the rag against my wound and stares at tbe slightly blooded knife, groaning lowly as he looks at my dark red blood.
"You know you are a very sick person, right Liam?" The slightly older man twirls the knife in between his fingers whilst looking at me with a disgusting grin on his face.
"Oh I know that, my love. But I love being sick with you and your body." He licks the knife that has some of my blood on it, smirking as he moans.
"God you taste delicious." I scrunch my nose in disgust as I move my wrist that are stuck in between shackles on the basement wall.
"Can you please just stop this.. I just wanted my Chinese food and I wanted to cuddle with my blankets as I watch Christmas films." He chuckles lowly and steps up to me.
"The only way you'll get out, is if you follow my orders and behave like the little princess you are, understand?" I look at him with fire in my eyes.
"Yes... I understand... Master." He smirks and pats my right cheek, kissing my forehead gently before heading back up the steps, a shaky sigh leaving my lips.
"We will be going shopping soon, I'll bathe you before then." He states before closing and locking the door; I want to scream, I really do, but there'll be no point in doing so. He'd most likely just cut me bad and I'll be a crying mess. Why does he really enjoy this though? He has to have many reasons. I decide to just drift off to sleep.
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Sweet Delivery || Niam
Fanfiction[Completed + AU] "Ah, you are finally here. Here is your money." "I don't need the cash, darling... I just want you." "Wh-What did you just say..." "I said I just want you... I wanna make your body warm... And make it covered in your own blood..." [...
