m-To Catch a Thief
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Kit couldn't help but continue shivering with fear as the unnamed female continued to dominate him, his eyes clenching shut at the feel of her clawed finger gliding dangerously close to his vein, an inch so close to death if she willed it. Part of him screamed to run, to try shoving her off, but Kit managed to convince himself that she would kill him for sure, and that she might decide he was worth more alive if he submitted. A soft whimper escaped him at the feel of her skin breaking, and wondered if she had just killed him.

When his lifeblood did not begin to ooze onto the ground next to him, Kit opened his eyes a bit in the assumption his artery has been missed, but took on a look of utter shock as the female's hand dug into his arm, his loud pained yelp following. Suddenly his arm felt on fire, and wouldn't move right from whatever she was doing. "Please... please, I'll do whatever you want. " Kit whined, his heart racing, and beginning to panic from the memory of his own father's fate at being caught. He didn't want to die, didn't want the pain that was being inflicted on him. His other hand moved as though he wanted to try stopping the pain, but barely forced himself to remain submissive, to rely entirely on the female's mercy.


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