touch me with poisoned finger tips
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There was an edge of this that she enjoyed. The attention.. the desire in his eyes was flattering to the extreme. She appreciated the sentiment behind his actions, if not the actions themselves. And somehow that made it a little easier to bear. Even the arm locked around her back, digging into her spine, could be ignored. Especially when the finger came up to brush her face. Goosebumps tickled her neck without her permission. She was calmer as he tightened his grip, coming to terms with the fact that she was trapped. That is, until he dug his claw into her face. She struggled again then, absolute terror causing her to lose logic. Completely disregarding his words, she shrieked "Wait, stop, please don't scar my face, please please don't.." A sob wracked her body as she felt the blood dripping. Oh god, that better not scar, it better not.. "Why are you doing this, what did I do, I've been loyal, and good!" Panicked rambling at the thought of losing even a fraction of her beauty.
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