Don't touch it!

Reblog if your muse has a kill count of +50

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“Shut up.” Even slapped him. “I don’t want to hear another word from you.”

Even shut up immediately, looking at the ceiling blankly and then laughing, “Oh, you don’t want to hear me? How sad, how horrible that must fe-... feel. Excuse the irony but at least she’s a woman.”

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“Not until you’re mine.” Even growled. He dragged him over to the bed and pushed him down. He took his belt off and secured Even’s hands to the bedpost.

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Even pressed a forceful kiss to his lips. He let his shirt fall off, working on Even’s.

Even was repulsed, trying his hardest to pull away and get out from under him while his hands desperately hit at the others, “Please, stop.”

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“Must you continue this pathetic resistance?” Even pressed his body into him

“You deserve to burn in hell! I do not!” He snapped, struggling under him.

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Even dragged him back into the room. “Shut your mouth and take off your clothes.” He started to unbutton his own shirt.

Even pressed himself against the wall, shaking his head, “I will not!”

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“But you just smell like a little bitch who needs to be put in their place.” Even licked his lips.

“I’m in my place... I’ll do anything! Anything, bitte! Just not that!” He bellowed, trying to pull himself away, “I want to go to heaven, bitte... I don’t want to be damned.”

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Even kicked the knife away. “Pathetic.” He sighed. “Now get up.” He picked up the knife and tossed it up so it stuck in the ceiling.

Even scrambled to his feet, tears pouring down his face. He told himself he had one last chance but he knew well that it wouldn’t work. Still, he broke into a run out of the door.

Even was quick to chase, tackling him to the floor. “Will you never learn?”

"Please... you could have my sister instead! I'll even hold her down for you, I promise, she feels amazing!" He begged, sobbing heavily into the floor.

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Even kicked the knife away. “Pathetic.” He sighed. “Now get up.” He picked up the knife and tossed it up so it stuck in the ceiling.

Even scrambled to his feet, tears pouring down his face. He told himself he had one last chance but he knew well that it wouldn’t work. Still, he broke into a run out of the door.

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Even ducked and kicked Even in the stomach.

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“Good.” Even stroked his cheek. “Follow me.” He ordered, taking the other to his room.

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“ich bin dein Gott jetzt.” Even chuckled. “Did I give you a choice?”

“Mein Gott hassen ihre art. Mein Gott weiss ich will das nicht.” He teared up, refusing to look at him, “But... I suppose I give in. Just... can we please move somewhere a little more private. I don’t want people coming through and seeing.”

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Even pressed his body against him. “Sick? No, just getting what I am owed.”

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Even licked up his neck. “Try thinking.”

He shuddered at the feeling, getting more and more fearful by the moment, “I obviously don’t have the sick mind you do...”

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Even growled softly. He leaned in close. “You should be. It’s a natural response to danger. Without it, you can’t survive.”

Even tilted his head away, “What are you implying?”

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Even stood and pinned him to the wall. “Are you afraid?”

He trembled, although tried to keep his composure, “I-If you think I’d be scared of you, you haven’t met my sister.”

Even narrowed his eyes at him, slowly and shakily standing, “H-How dare you? What do you even want? If I give in, what then?”