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ᴄʏʀᴀᴍ ﹙🇴​ɥɔɐʎʌ ᴉɔ ǝ🇱​ɥ🇳​ɐ﹚ ([personal profile] hallowing) wrote in [personal profile] chokuto 2024-05-20 10:17 pm (UTC)

he can hear the dull chime of the bell where it's held fast against sasuke's palm, and he spares a moment's acknowledgement for it, the stroke of his thumb along the tender inner wrist. then there's a jerk of his arm higher against his back, wrenching the shoulder to clear discomfort but not quite pain as he makes a disapproving noise, a suck of the teeth.

I'm the guy that's going to make you mine. that's said in a rough purr, lilted upwards as cy leans down near his ear. his free hand is lifted, and shoves sasuke's head down forcefully against the mattress, preventing him from craning to look.

there's a shift, and that curl of black energy — a knife materializes in his hand. the one, months ago, from the elevator. he drags its blunt edge against sasuke's nape as if he's simply brushing his hair out of the way, a mockery of a tender caress.


Hold still.

he hooks the tip of the blade in just below the shirt collar, until its tip rests just barely against sasuke's skin, and then he starts dragging it downward, the fabric parting with a sound like grass being torn by the roots. the knife is sharp, but he's practiced in handling them — it won't leave a mark unless sasuke struggles.

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