Admin Mawile: (●˙꒳˙●)
-The terror in his eyes was nothing short of gorgeous. All you had to do was tear his shirt down his back, revealing soft skin and a mess of scars.
“What’s this? Have you had a harder life than I imagined?” you say, teasing.
Cool fingers brush down the worst of the scars, pink and tender against his pale skin. Ruki bites his lip until you can smell blood, clenching white-knuckled fists up near his head in a gesture that’s unmistakably vulnerable.
You lean in, breath brushing his scars, and he starts to beg.
The wounds must be exceptionally tender, and you specifically bite into the worst of them, delighting in Ruki’s sharp intake of breath.
Blood tainted with terror fills your mouth, sweet against your tongue, and you get a bit rougher. Ruki groans miserably into the sheets, making noises like you’re torturing him.
You could swear you see tears in his eyes.
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