Imagine your villainous or yandere FO torturing you, either with your consent or not.

(pain, injury, aftercare)

Maybe they use their hands, gloves or bare. Their knuckles strike you, raising bruises, splitting your lip and making you taste copper.

Maybe they use a whip. They strip your shirt off and give you lashes that raise bright red stinging welts.

Maybe they use knives. They trace the point across your tender flesh, just deep enough to draw blood in swirls and slashes.

Maybe they burn you, with hot pokers, or lit cigarettes. The hear searing and leaving little red marks in the wake of each press.

Whatever they do to you, it leaves you breathless and panting, sweat dripping down your body as your nerves light up.

When it’s done, your F/O coos over you, stroking your now so sensitive body gently with their fingers, even if you flinch away instinctively.

They kiss your raw and tender flesh, paying attention to all the places that they hurt you.

They brush your hair out of your face, away from your sweaty brow and kiss you there too.

And then they kiss your breathless lips, pressing themselves against your battered body, savoring the sweetness of your mouth just as they did your pain.

They tell you how much they love you.