The Wicked End

Staring at all the cuts on her stomach , her chest, and her arms I realized how much it took to make her scream. A feeling of content washed over me knowing I was the only one that has probably ever made her scream.
Tears started to slip out of the corner of her eyes. “I have kept every promise I have made to you Aurora why start crying now?” she sniffled a bit “I'm not crying” she winced as she pushed her self to wipe the tears away. She was irritating the cuts. I leaned over and licked her stomach.
Her eye lids merged together as se tried to hide the pain from me. She should know that's what I like by now. I added pressure to the cut I was cleaning and felt as her breath caught. I pressed my lips to her stomach “almost done Rory dear.”
She swallowed loudly and venomously spat at me “don't call me that” I towered over her and whispered “that had better been a joke” she rolled her eyes “fuck you” I nodded “you want to fine” I sat up and held the hem of her under wear between my finger and thumb.
Aurora painfully placed her hand over mine and closed her eyes “no matter what you do to me, no matter how many times you rape me, no matter what you take from me, I wont die with out repaying you.”
I laughed “you know I might just take you up on that one day, that is if you live long enough.” I grabbed her hand and leaned over her again “but for now I'm just cleaning you” I licked her arms making sure to earn all her whimpers.
Moving on to her chest, I smiled up at her “look at me” her head shook violently. My chest tightened as I inhaled deeply to yell at her “I said look at me!” her eyes tightly shut as my voice echoed in the small room.
Once the echo died out her eyes shot open. Good girl, I love when they know when to listen. She shuddered as I started. After I licked a cut a few times I’d coat the skin that was now smoothing over with gentle kisses. She had to be enjoying it as much as I was.
“What happened?” she asked. I pressed my lips over a heeling scar “you hit you're head on the table then passed out” she was weak. I didn’t like it when they were weak. It’s boring.
I found it hard to stop when I finished kissing her chest. Her skin became more flawless by the second, it became softer, it became sweeter, and it also became a lot warmer. I kissed up her neck until I could see her entire face. There was no sense of peace in her eyes. Her lips reminded me of barbwire; I shuddered at the thought of her being that angry, Angry enough to make me feel like she was surrounded by wasps. The more I pressed my lips to hers the more I felt that stinging sensation that keeps multiplying.
Auroras P.O.V
I felt like I had lost a bit more of hope when I had realized that I was not back home with Steve and Pryzma. Some thing in me was trying to numb out the pain. I was in utter shock at the fact that Matt was the one running his tongue across my body. I know I wanted to feel him the night I met him. I can’t help but to remember all the things he woke in me, I wanted him, I needed him, his approval, his touch, his voice, his eyes. Every thing about him I wanted not only in me but around me. It’s always the good ones. It’s always the ones I like.
I felt him shudder against my body, and I hoped I caused that. There was nothing I wanted more than him to stop kissing me. I closed my eyes and let an angered groan slip through my lips. Matt raised his eye brows as he pulled away “did you enjoy that as much as I did?”
I gave him a disgusted look “no. I very much despised it. I cant wait until my friends find me so that I can kill you” he inhaled slowly “kill me, what happened to wanting me to approve of how you were dressed, how you danced, how you kissed, the way you talked, and needing it more every second?” I tried to move away. He didn’t let me. His hands clasped mine to my sides.

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