BURNING THEIR LIES
Table & Coding © Hickey; 319 words
BURNING MY DREAMS
It wasn't that he was so eager for pain but that he wanted the blood before it all seeped away. He was only interested in the liquid that was escaping him. So the sooner he got this over with then the quicker he could get to that blood which was slipping away. The pain was just something that he would deal with in order to get just what it was that he really wanted. so he might as well quickly agree and get it out of the way so that hopefully there might be some blood left for his tongue to sample and taste.
He lied down easily as he was gently guided to do so with both words and actions. Of course he ended up propped up on his elbows so that he would be able to watch the mark being made and carved into his flesh. He whined as the incision was made. He wasn't impervious to harm and injury. He felt pain all too easily and wasn't one to enjoy it when it happened to him. He was much more of a sadist than he was a masochist. He could do without injury himself. He'd rather create them than to receive them. But this was one thing he couldn't go without. It was something that all living in Salsola had to suffer.
Once it was done and over with he held out his hand for the blade. "I clean?" He offered, only really wanting to lick away the blood. So what if it was his own? Blood was blood and he desired whatever he could get of it. And well, he doubted that he female would be the sort to want to lick it off herself. What would it really hurt for him to lick the object clean? He would get his fix of blood and the female would have back her weapon free of blood. |