A/N: Second drabble. This is just a scene that hunted my thoughts, I had to write it down. Enjoy.
Inescapable.
She made no attempt to escape, nor did she try to wiggle out of his grip. It was inescapable. She knew it.
"Drink it."
Just two words she couldn't accept yet. Two words that hurt her still human side, needling her morality.
"Drink it".
Those words were just the mere foreseeing of what would have come later.
"Drink it".
Two words that reminded her choice, and made her question if she did the right thing, that fateful night.
"Drink it".
Two words that reminded her of his demands.
"Drink it".
Two words, that in the end, were like him: inescapable.
"Yes, my Master".
Let me know what you think about it ( alas, review).
-Bubbly