A/N: written to accompany a manip (link found in author bio). could be lengthened to story-length, for now i think i'll leave it at a nibble. thanks! hope you enjoy.
"Look. Look at him, Mudblood. Look at him squirm. Look at him trying not to scream."
His whisper is hot on her cheek, his breath heavy on her neck, and tears roll down the sides of her face, catching on the whiskers of his beard.
"Please," she whimpers, her lips trembling, making it difficult to form words. "Please, please don't, please, stop-"
"LOOK AT HIM," he roars, shaking her, his hands so tight on her arms that her toes barely brush the plush carpeted floors.
