Looking back into my eyes, he shakes his head once. “You want me to stay away from you, don’t you? You want me to keep my promise? And you’ll do anything for it?” Is he… implying what I think he’s implying? When I keep looking at him with a frown, he squeezes my waist hard. Harder than I had anticipated, and I whimper. “Answer me. You’ll do anything to save yourself from me, yeah?” I nod. Wordlessly. Like a little, plastic, brainless doll. “Then let’s see how much you wanna be saved. Show me how much you hate me, Blue. Spread your fucking legs.” I get a serious case of shivers at his low tone.
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