#u rang

“I can still smell you, Nicky.” A pale hand reached out to the side of his face; clawed fingernail pressing against his cheek. Her eyes were fixated on his face as her lips drew back into a sharp grin, dragging it to his lips. A shushing gesture. “Are you scared of me?” Her voice was warm; like she was touched by the concept, before an edge crept into her tone. Her hand dropped to his neck, nails digging into the skin there as she made him look at her. Look at how she’d changed for him. “I thought you’d like me like this. Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?” Her grip tightened; possessive as she tipped her face towards his. “I told you I’d never leave you.” She muttered fiercely. “Don’t you know that I always keep my promises?” 

*eyes emoji*

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