NICHOLAS.*
โOh fuck off.โ He was quick to say with a narrowed glare.ย โFuck. Off.โH e repeated, fighting not to scream at the other manโs touch. This wasnโt like it ever was with anybody else. It wasnโt sensational, wasnโt fun, it was a violation of the worst kind. Then Nick was moving and Marcosโ heart skipped a beat at the sight before him. Was that.... ?ย โwhat the--- what...โ His heart sped up as he saw it, as the realization struck him.ย โDonโt you fucking touch me.โ He said, wishing his voice sounded braver then he felt.ย ย
He didnโt care where he got the idea from as long as he stayed far away from Marcos.ย โGET OFF ME!โ He screamed, hating every bit of his touch.ย โIf you touch me with that I will burn your eyes out, and your tongue---I WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR IT.โ Was he talking out of his ass? Maybe. He felt fear like he only had few times before.ย โUnlike you right? You hate yourself, Iย get it. So why donโt you just end it? Save the world from dealing with you--you piece of shit.โย
He shivered at the feeling of his tongue upon him, it felt gross. Another violation. He thought of Lorna. she would never look at him the same way once she found out. Would anybody ever? Would he ever be more then a victim after this? If he survived, that is.ย
Then the iron touched his flesh. And he screamed.ย















