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I guess you could say this is PsychoLeah?
Mature subject turned fairy-tail type-ish...?
****Be warned: This is gory, dark and I am not completely sure what the rating should be. I don't think it's as bad as it could be but I know it's not something kids should read ._. This was your warning. If you don't take heed, it is not my fault.****
Leah stares up at her ceiling, her eyes dull with boredom, dull with the cold.
Oh dear me, Leah, what's wrong? A voice asks and her eyes dart left and right; up and down; land on a smiling fairy, sitting on her dresser.
"Who're you?" Leah asks and the fairy smiles, taunting her.
Someone you're very well acquainted with.
Leah's eyes narrow; she sits up. "Liar. I've never once met a fairy before." She argues and the fairy giggles, peels of laughter echoing in her room.
Really? Come and touch me. You'll know then what I am for you.
Leah stands, slowly walking to the dresser, her fingers inching towards the fairy. "What's your name?" She asks and the dainty creäture smiles, bowing politely.
My name is Relief.
"That's a weird name." Leah comments, her fingers closing around the fairy.
Press me to your skin and you'll find out soon enough why I have my name. The fairy informs her and Leah nods, pressing the fairy's shoes to her skin gently.
A soft prick and Leah holds back a sigh, "That feels good." She says.
Do it harder, longer.
Leah nods in agreement, a soft laugh bubbling from her throat as she does. She glides the fairy up and down her arms, legs, pressing harder, the strokes getting longer with every brush of the fairy's feet against her skin.
"This is fun." Leah comments as she watches her skin paint itself a different color. "What are you?" She asks, staring down at the tiny fairy held tightly in her hand.
I'm your relief, silly. I bring you release.
Leah nods and lets the fairy jump on her belly and chest.
This is so much fun.
"So much fun." Leah agrees as her body collapses, shivers racking her limbs as her breathing, already labored, slows and her eye lids close.
Do you feel better, Leah? Are you happy now? Can you feel again, Leah? Was playing with me worth it?
Leah coughs, choking on her blood as she gargles a laugh.
Was this relief sweet enough, Leah? You're not moving? Are you tired? No matter, we'll be here in the morning. Do come play with me again sometime. I get lonely when you're away. You always make me so warm, I feel so needed in your hands.
I'm sorry that you're dying but there's still a smile on your face.
Compared to everything else, all you need is relief, right?
Thank you, sweet relief, my pain is quiet now.
._. this was dark and like wow. didn't know I had this in me but then again angst is my strong-point.
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