"Got a secret, can you keep it~? Swear this one you'll save~ Better lock it in your pocket, taking this one to the grave..."
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Hikaru smirked wickedly, biting his lip as held up a little toy. His eyes were dark and clouded with a sickening desire of lust.
In his other hand, he held a small switchblade and growled quietly. "You've been a naughty little angel haven't you~? Leaving before we finished our game~"
He chuckled darkly and dragged the blade across the being's skin, not cutting them. No, he never actually cut them. Not at that moment at least.
He waited for later to do that. When he knows he can punish them.
His nimble fingers turned on the toy, causing it to start vibrating. "Do you think you can you have this in you and not moan~?"
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Tikore bit the tip of his nail with a slight frown, fins flat against his head. He seemed lost, confused as he sat on the floor of the living room.
The key word here being seemed.
For some strange reason, he was half dressed, left only in his boxers despite how cold it was in the room.
And a dog collar was wrapped tightly around his neck, his blood colour trickling from his bottom lip which he so viciously bit on. There was a chain that connected the collar to the wall and every time the seadweller moved, it choked him slightly.
"Master~?" He purred out, still seeming confused. "Have I done something wrong~?"
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"...If I show you, than I know you won't tell what I said~ Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead~"
(What did I just create - Ahem, anyways~ These are merely one of their hidden kinks/fantasies. Do with it as you wish~)
