[-✘✘✘-] ;; Amusement filled him up again when he watched the woman in front of him crawl towards him. Eyelids once again resorted to covering half of his crimson optics and the smirk softened when she finally reached him. Tattooed fingers wrapped around the chain of her collar and pulled her up to meet his gaze. Closer to his face than she had been so far while his pierced tongue licked his lips in a slow almost antagonizing fashion before retreating it into it’s prison.
“Aren’ ya jus’ a gud li’l puppy. Betcha yer jus’ waitin’ ta git’ fix’d up ‘n ‘ave yer shit pierc’d again."
ღ·¨·¨❝悲しみと憎しみ❞
His words soothed her broken spirit, and his touch sparked a fire in the pit of her gut. Each stroke allowed her to read deeper into him, and it was only now that she realized just how much stronger he was than herself. Clearly she had been in the wrong earlier, and gladly accepted that he was the aggressive and she would be his victim.
”Y-yeah…“
Well, he certainly wasn’t wrong. Those happened to be her favorite piercings, and now they dangled from her neck that attached to her collar; gripping bits of her flesh in their sharp ends, coated in her blood.
”I want them back…“ Immediately she gives an
expressive pout, "since you yanked ‘em out,
shouldn’t you put 'em back in?”