ilcuoreardendo: (cheaper than therapy)
"No-no. Sh-sh-sh-sh. You were doing fine." His hands came around her face, cupping her cheeks, fingers digging into the loose curls of her hair. "What? Is it the scars? Hm. I was once told women find scars...aah...sexy. That they like...battle wounds. Maybe it'd help you to know how I got 'em?"

She shook her head, pain twinging her scalp as his fingers pulled her hair.

"No? Hm. Well then, you know what they say...out of sight, out of mind?" He reached for the bed side lamp, threw it across the room. Sound of shattering glass and everything went pitch dark.




AN: This is the result of my brain running off on a random tangent.

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