murderbound }

  x.——The little devil remained coiled in a ball, his eyes on her as the maid wandered back in, her usual slow drawl prevalent as she laid the tray out on the bedside table. She had made a regular sandwich, and put some chips out on a plate. Tate moved slowly, “Maybe if what?” She couldn’t leave the words unfinished, it would only bug the boy to no end, and he tugged the covers from her.  { Her dinner was served as it was. } x.——“You can eat now.” he mentioned to the girl, his fingers locked around the blanket as he watched her soundlessly. A soft sigh escaped his lips, and he traced her hair with his fingers softly.

                          "Maybe I would have consented."

  x.——The little devil watched as she slid beneath the covers, her head perfectly concealed beneath the fabric of the quilt on his bed. He nodded in response to her words of thanks, but he said no more as she moved to cover herself conveniently. Her words sent him for a loop, control perhaps was the reason he had done it, his sadistic need to feel like he was in control. Perhaps it was a way of rebelling against the system, he was the kind of person that enjoyed being a rebel.   { He didn’t have an exact reason. } x.——He furrowed his eyebrows, and shrugged after a long moment, “I need someone…” he spoke softly, for a moment a flicker of a kinder boy shone through, but only for a moment, and he turned away from her, not wanting her to see even a moment of his weakness. He hated the feeling of being weak, and it surged through him, something he would never have again.

{ She cuts herself short of the words that almost escaped parted lips, burying herself back under the covers and curling into a ball. She didn't want to be here. Not just in his bed, in this room. In this house. Her past foster home was just fine- but she was moved do to insufficient room.

     ”Hello?” he called quietly.

  For now- Violet sat perched on the kitchen counter, staring the intruder down. "People live here, don't you know?"

  x.——The little devil could tell that the beauty was exhausted, based off of the fact that she was practically falling asleep in his embrace, and he watched as she snuggled against him—even after all he had done to her—and realized she must be quite desperate for comfort. He knew that someone like her probably didn’t get it anywhere, and that wasn’t really all that surprising, seen as she was merely a foster kid, no one truly cared about them.  { Not him for certain. } x.——His eyes moved towards the door as she mentioned food, “Moira.” he called out, and moments later the maid was wandering into his room, “Bring her some food.” He called, and the maid wandered back out of the room, and closed the door behind herself. She wasn’t even phased by what she saw on the bed, of course Moira always kept her mouth shut about just about everything.

                          "... Why'd you do it?"

  x.——The little devil remained standing beside his own bed, watching her as she remained curled up on his bed, and he shook his head, “No, you can’t leave.” he moved to lay down beside her, and pulled her tightly to his side, “I am going to enjoy having you beside me.” he whispered softly into her ear, and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. He had been going to let her go, but then her mouth found it’s way back to open again, and he decided that he would rather have her beside him.  { Her mouth got her into more trouble than not. } x.——His fingers traced through her hair, and he softly chuckled, “I want to keep my pet close.” he mused softly, “It’s the only way to ensure that they do as they are told.” he whispered into her ear softly, and continued to stroke her hair.

{ Ugh, did she really just call herself that? Trying to get on his good side was hard.

——-… [ Nope, nope. God fucking dammit. ] 

           "Being pissy about whatever it is isn't going to change anything, you know."

  x.——Tate could hear the sound of her tears, and her apologies, again, and again she begged for him to stop, but he wasn’t about to. His thrusts into her were enough to make his mind begin to build towards an orgasm, and with every moment he continued he grew closer, and closer, “Apologize all you want, whore.” he whispered into her ear, “You are mine now.” he nibbled on her neck, leaving more marks, before he gave a final thrust, and finished inside of her, his seed pouring into her womb, and the teenager pulled out of her, once he went flaccid. He got off of her, and stood beside the bed.  { He was finished with her, for now. } x.——Now he realized how good it felt to get out those sexual frustrations on her, and he wasn’t about to go back to the way things were before, and he watched as she coughed, his head shook, “You better get used to this…it will not be the only time I have you.” he vowed, his hands moving down to tuck his member back into his jeans, and buttoned, and zipped them back up.

                              "... Can I leave now?"

  x.——The little devil took no notice to her pleas, and whimpers they didn’t even bother him in the least. He was a heartless boy, most of his teachers displayed different forms of concern for his behavior, stating that he potentially had a lack of self-control, and perhaps even a unstable streak in him. His mother paid no mind to any of the warning signs about her son, he was perfection in her eyes, and always would be, but Violet was seeing the true side of him, the side that cared little for anyone but himself.   { His own wants, and needs. } x.——Her kicks, and screams didn’t bother him, and he kept her pinned, “You should have thought about that before you, kicked me.” he growled, “I would have let you leave….unharmed, but now, you just made yourself mine to do as I please with.” he tore off her panties, his own pants only being unzipped, as he pulled his manhood out of them, forcing himself at her entrance he slid his erection into her core, tearing away her virginity in one swift thrust, not caring if he tore her, or hurt her. “It’s too late for apologies!” he grunted as he thrust into her again, “Maybe having a baby will give you something to think about, whore.” he thrust again as he continued to fuck her.

{ The apologies continued, but slowly grew more muffled as her tears ran out and all that was left was a broken shell of a girl. The pain in her nether regions shot up her spine and burned in her throat, sending her into a fit of coughing. Hacking up god knows what was definitely not cute, but this was not the man she loved at all. This was no man. This was a monster.

x.——Tate could heard her insults, and they didn’t really affect him, her knee to his groin on the other hand, was enough to tick him off. He lunged after her, as she scrambled under his bed, and he crawled beneath it—though he wasn’t small, he had hidden under his bed many times before, and he wasn’t against doing it now. He tugged her by her waist, back out from under the bed, now he was really pissed off.   { There was no doubt about his anger. } x.——“You shouldn’t have done that, you dirty little whore.” he threw her down onto his bed, and climbed on top of her, his hands beginning to claw at her clothing, he didn’t care what he ripped, he was determined to tear them off, he might not have raped her before, but he was going to now, just to prove that he was the boss here, she wasn’t. His fingertips moved to tear open her shirt, and then moved down to unbutton her jeans, “You aren’t going to ever do that again!” he growled, “Or else.”   { His anger was prevalent. }

  She screams something about being a virgin and not wanting to get pregnant, but her words are muffled by the salty tears that fall over her lips.