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" ma, ma, kinu - chan! " there, it's akin to the way he picks her up like the scruff of a kitten who's had too much milk. caution is thrown to the wind if the flesh is ripped off in the process. it doesn't hurt, not even feeling a single thing. he smiles so sinister, eyes are bright in color but dull in life.

" you're a curious thing, aren't you? you don't need to bite to get my attention. " a momentary pause with a quiet murmur to match like the words spoken are only for their ears. it's hard to miss those eyes sparkle with less than pure intentions. " it's always on you, isn't it? " in more things than one but some things are better left unsaid.

" ah, koto - chan! have you finally learned? hold me tightly and never let go! "

and just as when he's about to squeeze her so tightly, tears threatening to escape the kaleidoscope of the iris. there's no heartbeat and she knows this, doesn't even think about it as the slightest bit of pressure is squeezed around her but then... suddenly... like a noise creeping in his eyes widen and is genuinely caught off guard when, abruptly so, he's tossed backwards and with the force causing a sickening snap of the neck.

a ............ a kiss?