Warning: this chapter has somewhat smut, but not very descriptive.
Tina gulped when she noticed the lustful glare in Zalgos eyes. It sent a shiver down her spine, and caused goosebumps to form on her skin. She took a step back, but for every step she took away from him, he filled towards her. It was maybe only a minute, maybe less then that, till she felt the cold wall hit her back. She looked back, and jumped a little. She didn't get the chance to turn back around, because Zalgo had pressed against her back, pinning her to the wall from behind. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt his hot breath against her bare shoulder.
'' Such a lovely smell, especially one coming from a killers daughter.'' He laughed lightly, running his hands through the strands of her short hair, taking in her smell. She didn't know how much longer he was going to continue playing with her. She didn't even know what his true intention were to be with her. She knew what he wanted was a sexual type vibe, but she wasn't even sure she could give herself up like that.
Have being raped before in her past life, she always ran from any kind of form of sexual contact. Tears pricked the ends of Tina's eyes. Her heart raced, and Zalgo was enjoying every moment, feeding off his helpless prey beneath him. She let out a light whimper when his hands trailed themselves to her chest, teasingly messing with her top, but being careful not to elight any form of pleasure on her. He wanted to wait for that.
Tina's knees buckled slightly, causing Zalgos hand to push against the wall and her chest. Her face turn a light shade of pink at realizing what she did. All she could hear was his chuckles of amusement as he thought she intended to do so.
'' Why so needy and pushy? I thought you said you hated me, that fire in your eyes fueled me so. Your such a beauty to behold, i must be careful not to harm you in any way.'' He chuckled lightly. '' We should take this somewhere a little more comfortable. Before she could even say anything, they disappeared from that spot and suddenly appeared in what looked like luxury suite.
Without any warning, Zalgo had her pinned on the felt like bed, only inches from her face. Without realizing it, a tear rolled down her cheek as her heart beat almost out of her chest. She wanted to cry out, but couldn't. On the inside, she wanted to scream and fight back, but on the outside, it was like her body was acting on its own. Pushing and grinding herself against Zalgos human like form as his lips and hands roamed to various places on her body. In like a rhythm type, his hands went from her breast to between her legs, then back again, as if on a track.
Finally to shut her moans out, he locked lips with Tina. Tears were still fresh on her cheeks, and oh how Zalgo fed from her fear, from her head to her toes, he wanted her enjoy every moment of this, just as much as he wanted to. But he had to find a way to make her feel better about the situation. He pulled himself away from Tina, looking at his work of art. Tina shuttered lightly, and what sounded like a whine came from her from the loss of touch. Producing from the edge of the bed, was what looked like a blindfold. He tied it around Tinas eyes, shielding her view from him. Maybe this would help her submit better. But what Zalgo failed to realize, was Tina was enjoying every moment of torture from him. Making her inside heat up with elicited pleasure. She just didn't know how much she would be able to hide it from him.
With her vision completely blocked out, her heartbeat slowly started to slow itself down. Was she beginning to become comfortable with the demons constant abuse on her body? She didn't struggle, she all but stopped crying out, and had somewhat relaxed into Zalgos caress.
Moments went by, for what could have been the best she could ever feel, let alone experience. Zalgo was gentle, despite his stature, and let alone his size. (god kill me) She looked over the somewhat empty room, noticing every little small detail on the walls and floor. She tried to get up, but soreness took its hold and noticeably, the demons hand wrapped around her bare waist. Without waning to cause a fuss, she retired and laid back down, but didn't close her eyes.
'' You should rest, love.'' Zalgo muttered in what she thought was sleep talk, but looked over to realize he wasn't sleeping at all. She let out a sigh, defeated before a fight could even arise, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, to let the on coming nightmares plague her.
Before she did wonder off, she turned to face Zalgo. She looked at his slumbered form that wasn't really sleep, but him relaxing, and a thought, maybe..
…Killers maybe do have hearts..
So this chapter was relatively short, due to the fact that it killed me to even type this out. I was going to get descriptive with it, but decided id keep it somewhat appropriate for some people. Sorry I'm not that good at writing things like that.
