"I'm gonna go out with you. Not tonight. Friday, when we can get a sitter," I say, my lips twitching with a hint of amusement.
"I wanna see what you do, when I'm not there. All of it. You're gonna take me to the asylum," I say, my hand framing the side of his neck, my thumb tipping his chin up, exposing his throat just a little. The bite marks have mostly stopped bleeding, but there's still a wet clot glistening on his skin, deeper red than the dried rust smears around it.
"You're not gonna do this, anymore. Not unless I say so," I say, rubbing my thumb over the bite, loosening the clot enough that it starts to bleed sluggishly again. "This is mine to give, nobody else's. You got that?"
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"I wanna see what you do, when I'm not there. All of it. You're gonna take me to the asylum," I say, my hand framing the side of his neck, my thumb tipping his chin up, exposing his throat just a little. The bite marks have mostly stopped bleeding, but there's still a wet clot glistening on his skin, deeper red than the dried rust smears around it.
"You're not gonna do this, anymore. Not unless I say so," I say, rubbing my thumb over the bite, loosening the clot enough that it starts to bleed sluggishly again. "This is mine to give, nobody else's. You got that?"