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there   was   fear   .   there   was   power   .   and   above   all   else   ,   there   was   the   undeniable   knowledge   that   he   could   crush   her   like   an   ant   if   he   so   desired   .   (   yet   somehow   ,   amelia   had   managed   to   lure   him   in   regardless   )   ,   reeling   him   closer   inch   by   inch   .   honesty   was   such   a   cruel   tool   to   wield   against   a   man   like   him   ,   but   it   proved   effective   nonetheless   .   leaning   back   into   the   comfort   of   her   chair   ,   her   attention   drifted   briefly   toward   the   hand   resting   upon   her   desk   .   (   a   quiet   tsk   escaped   her   lips   )   .   already   knowing   the   glass   would   be   smudged   -   gloves   or   not   .

❝   .   .   .   you   would   find   a   new   attorney   .   undoubtedly   a   less   qualified   one   ,   of   course   .   ❞   (   amelia   ,   obviously   ,   was   not   his   first   attorney   )   .   the   poor   soul   had   become   a   permanent   stain   on   the   floor   ,   now   concealed   beneath   an   expensive   rug   .   (   but   the   stroke   to   her   ego   quenched   her   thirst   for   recognition   )   .   and   in   turn   ,   amelia   found   herself   willing   to   indulge   his   more   as   well   .   ❝   .   .   .   consider   the   peace   you   can   spread   when   your   boot   inevitably   comes   down   on   the   necks   of   those   beneath   you   .   ❞   amelia   leaned   forward   once   more   ,   (   unable   to   fully   conceal   the   quiet   fanaticism   woven   into   her   words   )   .   ❝   .   .   .   if   no   one  is  left   to   question   your   actions   ,   then   no   one  is  left   to   call   you   a   monster   either   .   ❞

That  little  'tsk'  is  a  catalyst  to  a  particular  vein  of  amusement,  one  born  from  indulgence  and  knowing───Let  her  be  perturbed  by  a  childish  maneuver.  It  makes  everything  THAT  much  more  enjoyable  for  him.  The  knowing  that  if  he  prods  hard  enough,  she  will  likely  come  undone  at  the  seams.  .  .and  for  him,  there  is  no  pleasure  greater  than  being  the  one  to  tear  down  those  walls,  to  find  what  hideous  thing  lives  inside  her.  A  single  brow  lifts  with  one  corner  of  his  mouth  as  he  listens  to  her,  a  slow  and  steady  exhale  leaving  as  he  offers  one  single  nod.

❝   You  keep  talking  to  me  like  that.  .  .❞   Amusement  surfaces  with  a  huff  as  he  moves  even  closer,  his  stormy  blues  looking  down  at  her  before  a  hand  lifts  to  grasp  her  chin,  and  make  sure  she's  looking  right  at  him.  ❝ I'm  going  to  think  you're  flirting  with  me.  .  .and  if  you  are───❞ His  other  hand  'tsks'  back  at  her.  ❝   There's  no  way  out.  .  .So  I  want  you  to  think  very.  Very.  Long,  and  hard  about  what  you're  doing.❞  The  hand  on  her  face  tightens───not  enough  to  injure,  but  testament  that  he  could  with  ease.  A  deep  breath  escapes  as  he  bends  closer,  his  eyes  narrowing  with  a  glance  to  her  lips  and  back.  ❝   because  if  you  knowingly  entice  me.  .  .❞   A  laugh  void  of  warmth  bubbles  out  of  him  in  warning.  ❝   I'm  going  to  give  you  exactly   what  you  deserve.❞

@americasaved asked : "Why should I apologize for the monster I've become? No one ever apologized for making me this way."

amelia   sat   cross   legged   on   her   office   table   ,   typing   away   mindlessly   upon   her   keyboard   .   every   once   in   a   while   ,   she   offered   an   affirmative   hum   in   acknowledgment   of   homelander's   ongoing   ranting   .   (   not   that   she   particularly   cared   for   his   emotional   vulnerability   at   present   )   .   instead   ,   her   attention   remained   focused   upon   the   carnage   he   had   unleashed   ,   and   more   importantly   ,   (   her   potential   ability   to   salvage   the   situation   )   once   again   .   ❝   .   .   .   i   am   your   attorney   -   not   your   therapist   .   ❞

hazel   eyes   eventually   drifted   away   from   the   screen   ,   her   head   tilting   ever   so   slightly   as   she   regarded   him   .   ❝   .   .   .   besides   ,   i   would   hardly   consider   you   a   monster   .   simply   -   a   man   of   higher   purpose   .   (   a   god   )   should   not   concern   himself   with   the   affairs   of   slaves   .   would   you   not   agree   ?   ❞

Scarlet  leather  brushes  his  lips,  the  bowels  of  his  heart  hollow  and  sinking  with  each  moment  that  passed  in  Amelia's  office.  Disbelief  rots  to  disgust  quickly,  his  eyes  rolling  with  the  turning  of  his  head  from  her,  so  that  he  may  return  to  his  incessant  pacing.  ❝───You're  getting  paid  regardless.  ❞  he  bites  back,  a  scoff  offered  at  her  audacity.  Amelia's  hazel  hues  feel  like  a  spotlight  the  second  he  FEELS  them,  and  immediately  he  turns  toward  her,  his  hands  clasped  behind  his  back  as  he  stares  her  down  in  expectation  to  hear  something  he  REALLY  didn't  want  to.  .  .but  it  never  comes.

Stormy  eyes  flit  in  disbelief,  blonde  brows  furrowing  as  he  absorbs  her  words  like  the  hold  genuine  impact  and  for  a  moment  there  he  looks  genuinely  confused.  .  .and  then,  that  weight  on  his  shoulders  disappears.  The  corners  of  his  lips  twitching  as  his  head  turns  ever  so  slightly,  and  he  cannot  help  the  dark  laughter  that  slips  from  his  jowls.

❝  See.  This  is  why  I  like  you.  .  .❞  Admission  to  something  both  cruel  and  obsessive,  ❝  You  ALWAYS  know  what  to  say.  ❞  A  step  forward,  a  hand  resting  on  her  desk  now,  ❝  It  makes  sense  when  you  put  it  THAT  way.  .  .What  would  I  do  without  you.  .  .Amelia  ?  ❞

"Don’t look back."

"I missed you."

"It’s too late."

"Please don’t go."

"You promised me."

"Who did this?"

"I forgive you."

"We were gods."

"Leave me alone."

"They found us."

"Trust me, please."

"I need help."

"Run. Don’t stop."

"It wasn’t me."

"I remember everything."

"Burn it all."

"Tell me why."

"You never called."

"It’s just rain."

"You owe me."

"She’s not breathing."

"Is that blood?"

"You were right."

"It ends now."

"We start over."

"Stay with me."

"Nothing feels real."

"I hate this."

"Do it now."

"They're watching us."

"Make it stop."

"It's not yours."

"I was waiting."

"He’s behind you."

"They’re all gone."

"Time is up."

"Bring them back."

"It’s our turn."

"This is wrong."

"Don’t let go."

"We are cursed."

"No one knows."

"You're not real."

"Don’t say it."

"I saw everything."

"Nothing ever changes."

"Call it off."

"What are you?"

"I found it."

Which position makes you feel the most powerful during sex?

Do you prefer to be in control, or do you like letting someone else take the lead?

What’s the one spot on your body that drives you wild when touched?

Have you ever faked an orgasm? Be honest.

What’s your favorite way to tease a partner before things get serious?

Are you satisfied with your body, or is there one feature you’d change if you could?

Do you like dirty talk? If yes, what kind of words get you going?

What’s the most public place you’ve ever been intimate, or wanted to be?

Do you prefer slow, sensual sex or fast and rough?

What’s one fantasy you’ve never told anyone?

Do you like being watched, or do you prefer total privacy?

What’s the sexiest thing someone has ever said to you?

Do you enjoy giving or receiving more?

Have you ever had a one-night stand? Would you do it again?

What’s your favorite piece of lingerie or lack thereof?

Do you like using toys in the bedroom?

What’s the longest you’ve gone without sex, and how did it affect your mood?

Do you prefer morning sex, midnight passion, or something in between?

What’s one thing you’ve done in bed that surprised even you?

Do you like leaving marks on your partner or having them leave marks on you?

What’s your biggest turn-on that most people wouldn’t guess?

Have you ever been caught in the act? spill the details.

Do you like role-playing? If so, what scenario gets you going?

What’s the most sensitive part of your body that isn’t obvious?

Do you prefer eye contact during intimacy, or do you like to close your eyes and feel?

What’s one thing you’d never try in bed, no matter what?

Do you like being praised or degraded during sex?

What’s the best kiss you’ve ever had and what made it so good?

Do you enjoy foreplay more than the main event, or is it just a means to an end?

If you could have sex with anyone (real or fictional, past or present), who would it be, and why?

Which scent on a lover makes you lose control instantly?

Do you prefer silk sheets, leather cuffs, or nothing at all?

What’s the one sound you make that you hope no one ever records?

Have you ever used your powers, or lack thereof, in bed?

What’s the riskiest text you’ve ever sent mid-foreplay?

Do you like your hair pulled, or are you the one doing the pulling?

What’s the most unexpected place your hands have wandered?

Do you keep a secret toy hidden somewhere no one would guess?

What’s one rule you’d break for the right person?

Do you prefer whispered promises or loud commands?

What’s the fastest you’ve ever gone from “hello” to skin on skin?

Have you ever left a lover begging for more and walked away?

What’s the one body part you’re secretly obsessed with on someone else?

Do you like tasting yourself on someone else’s lips?

you'll never get what you want .

we need to stay together . no 'splitting up' bullshit .

nobody ever prepared me for this .

so you've just been lying to me this entire time ?

there's too much blood , i can't stop it .

this is over when i say it's over .

[ name ] , be careful . i've already lost enough people that i care about .

i never should have trusted you .

this is getting really out of hand , okay ?

i feel like we're not alone .

revenge is the best medicine !

put your head on straight , this isn't over yet .

maybe we should ... y'know , check it out ?

run . run and don't stop .

i thought i saw something ... i - i must be going crazy .

you couldn't pay me to go down there .

the cops are on their way .

would you rather stay here and die ?!

there's no such thing as [ ghosts / demons ] . it's made-up .

you aren't going anywhere .

i'm putting you out of your misery .

i know you think you're untouchable , but they will kill us .

you shouldn't have touched that .

we aren't going to make it out of here , are we ?

why are you following me ?

there has to be a medical kit here , somewhere .

i'll go with you . strength in numbers , right ?

don't move ... a fucking muscle .

fuck , the door is locked from the other side .

don't get ... dead , okay ?

that was the only [ bullet / round / flare ] we had .

did you really think it would be that easy ?

we've come too far , we can't turn around now .

put down the [ weapon ] . please .

come on , help me barricade the door .

[ name ] , is that ... blood ?

haven't you seen a horror movie ? the blonde always dies .

it was you ? YOU did this ?!

you are gonna fucking pay .

i'm going to give you ten seconds . nine , eight ...

i want you to admit what you did .

hey , look at me -- it's not real . it's not real .

do you think they're watching us right now ?

we're in this together . no one gets left behind .

let them go ... please , just let them go .

oh my god , what the hell was that ?!

you know i'm capable of this .

i had to ... i had no choice .

you don't have the guts .

this is fucked up , this is so fucked up .

what we're dealing with isn't even human .

you need to hide . find somewhere & don't come out .

stop ! don't touch that . we don't know what it is .

i've done bad things to good people .

if they catch us , they will kill us .

why are you covered in blood ?

i can't ... i can't feel my -

[ name ] is dead . i saw it happen .

what , you're gonna kill me ? i don't believe you .

there is an evil in you . i see it .

this shit only happens to people in horror movies .

forget about me , just save them .

what's one reason i shouldn't kill you right now ?

you aren't supposed to be here .

please don't . i'm begging you .

are you scared ?

whatever happens , don't let go of my hand .

[ name ] , this isn't you .

well , what the fuck are we supposed to do ?!

get out of my house before i call the cops .

you're going to regret that .

there's that smile ... i'm glad it's the last thing i'll see .

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