A treat for all of you Nar/Kag fans who have been following my story Color Me, Red. Very sorry for the long update, so here's something that can hopefully make a part of it up? Just a warning, this is pretty morbid.
A bit too Rough
In an empty cellar, a thin reddish brown crust lied neatly upon delicate white skin and wrapped around individual strands of what was once long luscious hair. Two pink full lips were now all chapped and dried, warm liquid dripping slowly from the lower one, falling onto deathly pale skin, painting areas of white to red. A hand stretched out as if calling for help. The skin all tattered, some areas covered with brown crust, others with a moldy green. A green skirt; ripped and scattered around the dry grainy dirt. A majority of it covered two pale mangled legs. More brown crust and scars.
A pair of light blue eyes stared blankly into nothingness. They once were full of life. Once filled with innocence only to be destroyed with images of a poor hanyou pleading for his life. How he begged and cried out for help. All he did lead only to his torn up corpse lying in an open field for other demons to feed upon.
A chuckle broke the silence as two red glowed from the shadows of the cellar room. A red stained hand stretched out and touched the slightly parted lips that use to be pink and warm. How he enjoyed having his own lips pressed against them. Enjoyed grabbing those long smooth legs and pressing his hard body against hers. He let out a satisfied sigh as he played with a lock of his ebony hair and remembered how she whimpered and moaned. How she cried out and how salty her tears tasted. A smile graced his features but was soon replaced with a playful frown as he looked at the broken dead girl, sprawled upon the floor.
"What a shame. I guess I played a bit too rough with her."
Fin