Behind Closed Doors

This story isn't your typical fairytale.

thing is; not all fairytales end up with the frog transforming into a prince or the beauty falling heads over heels for the beast, the reality is far different.

far more dangerous

far more deadly

far more cruel

sometimes in the process of healing the beast; the beauty becomes a beast herself.
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His chocolate orbs dilated as his gaze locked with mine, he leaned forward, enough to make me reconsider my intentions; I stared back with equal intensity enforcing my mind to stay intact as my eyes silently threatened him to look away first.

An angelic chuckle erupted from his throat as he tucked a fleeing strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers brushing my earlobe, almost daringly; certainly aware of the effect he had on me.

My hands that once rested at my sides now pushed upon his chest, desperately trying to create some distance as his warm minty breath continued to hit my face, clouding my conscious.

His hands shot up, tangling with my own as he gripped both my wrists with either one of his hands, trapping me against the wall, his glare never flattening. My breath hitched as his lips crashed upon mine, bruising them.

Pushing me further into the wall, his lips now at my jaw, kissing and biting as he grinds onto me, ensuring I feel every inch of his arousal. Letting out an animalistic groan as he rubs himself onto me, matching my heavy breaths.

I lean forward to place a quick peck on the tip of his nose; this seems to break his daze, chuckling as he nuzzles back into my neck. "you're going to be the death of me", his voice a mere whisper; burning my skin.

Oh if only he knew.

My body tensed on instinct, afraid he had figured it all out, but I discarded the unwelcoming thought instantly.

He couldn't have

I gaze up at the ceiling, a smile glued onto my lips in victory, as he takes my earlobe into his mouth, grazing the soft flesh with his bare teeth, almost painfully.