I had used to make him force me every time, back when I was strong. He would grapple me to the floor, relishing the sensation of my fingernails tearing across his skin, taking the same depraved pleasure he was there to force upon me. Then he’d pour the sickly stuff down my throat, the foul-tasting liquid burning my esophagus, and then- and then I’d feel. Then I’d truly begin to hate myself.

Category: Completed Short Stories
Rating: Definitely Naughty
Characters: None
Compliant with: None
Era: None
Genres: Angst, Horror
Warnings: Blood, Graphic Violence, Non-consensual sex, Sexual Violence
Completed: Yes
Series: None

1. Garnet Tears (Reviews - 8) 867 words

I don't plan on this ever being anything other than a one-shot. It pretty much stands alone.

I don't know what inspired me to write this; I've always liked throwing this much description into a fic, especially when it's in a debauched and "definitely naughty" fic. I couldn't get away with this style of writing in a chapters-long fic, though, so things like this tend to run kind of short.