She sat in his lap as he held her tightly against his chest. She was trembling and he was occupying himself by running his bloodstained fingers through her hair. She wasn't crying anymore. It wasn't like she wanted to, but her eyes had run dry from crying so many tears over her now dead friends. Instead, the only noise she made was soft whimpering interrupted by sudden violent hiccups.
His fingers left her hair and brushed softly against her cheek. She flinched feeling his fingers smudge the warm red liquid coating his hand on her skin, but other than that she didn't react at all. She feels numb, broken. She's waiting, almost hoping, for the time he will most likely kill her too.
He's saying something to her and she hears it over and over again. When she finally registers the words she realizes he's instructing her to look up at him. But she doesn't. She tries to ignore him for as long as possible, but he tips her chin up for her to look at him anyway. His bright yellow eyes bore into her wet pink ones as she struggles to ignore him and look away, but he doesn't let her. He leans down so their noses are touching and his lips are so close to hers. her attention is caught now as she notices their close proximity. She thinks it's very bad, but he thinks it's very amusing.
"Only look at me. . . . Okay?" he murmurs against her lips and without waiting for a reply presses his against hers forcefully.
She has no choice, and accepts it with as minimal reaction as she can. When she doesn't pull back she feels him smirk into their kiss and a knot forms in her stomach. He pulls back with a fond smile before pulling her once again to his chest, nearly crushing her.
"I'm don't want to let you go," he hums into her ear, "I'm never going to let you go~"
Don't know, got bored. . . .
Idea goes impart to Imagine Kagerou Project.