[She didn't expect that--and with her mouth open, gasping from the pressure, it's a painful connection.
She cries out, the rest of her body freezing, and hates what he's doing and how uncaring he sounds. Especially when a couple tears form in the corners of her eyes from the pain.]
[She grimaces, as much from the feel of him wiping off his hand as from the persisting ache. She can't bear yet to run her tongue along her teeth and see if he knocked any out.]
Sh...shut up...
[She hates how her voice sounds, too--thick with pain and emotion, like she is crying...]
[There's certainly blood, whether he cut a knuckle, loosened a tooth, or knocked some out completely...She doesn't want to know right now. This is so horribly wrong; she hates this curse and what it's doing to Tyr.
She glares at him, though her vision's blurred a little from the tears.]
[ He can't believe she's really crying. Part of him wants to open her mouth himself and see what sort of damage his hands did. He holds back for now, though. ]
You're cuter when you look angry like that, too.
[ It's all to humiliate her since he feels pretty humiliated himself. He did all this for her - her! - and she's betrayed him and used him... Right, she definitely deserves to be hurt.
[ That scream shakes him, making him freeze and stare down at her with wide eyes. This can't be right. Even if she's wrong, this isn't a fair fight. She isn't even fighting back.
Maybe this is all she deserves.
Chest heaving, he just looks down at her as he tries to decide what to do. ]
[It's not like she's...given up, exactly, but she's done with him for the moment. She keeps her head turned to the side, the way the force of his slap left it, and refuses to look at him. She doesn't want to watch him hit her again.]
[She hisses and finally looks at him, her expression dark, hurt, and angry as she warily pushes herself up--turning to spit some blood on the floor. She has nothing to say to him right now.]
[ He didn't think he'd ever see a face like that... It almost doesn't look like Rita with tears and blood running down her face. The sympathy he feels for her doesn't even reach his face; his expression is simply cold. ]
I'll clean that up later...
[ And try to catch her lips again as he yanks her closer. ]
[She grimaces even more from anger. She hates him so much right now--she wants her Tyr back. To her, this curse has twisted him ine very way possible.]
[ That was it for him. He can't stand this anymore. He hates that she doesn't know him. He hates that she doesn't care about him. He's getting close to just hating her. ]
So you've just stringing me along this whole time?! [ If he could balance well enough to do it, he'd kick her right now. As it is, she's lucky she didn't untie his hands because he just about hates her now. ] For what? My money?
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She cries out, the rest of her body freezing, and hates what he's doing and how uncaring he sounds. Especially when a couple tears form in the corners of her eyes from the pain.]
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What surprises him more than seeing her react like this is how exciting it is. He pulls his hands back and wipes them on her face. ]
You really turned weak... And you think I'm the one who's cursed.
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Sh...shut up...
[She hates how her voice sounds, too--thick with pain and emotion, like she is crying...]
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Her voice sounds so pathetic--she is so pathetic--and even if a part of him deep down wants to hold her and heal her, he smiles instead. ]
Cute.
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She glares at him, though her vision's blurred a little from the tears.]
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You're cuter when you look angry like that, too.
[ It's all to humiliate her since he feels pretty humiliated himself. He did all this for her - her! - and she's betrayed him and used him... Right, she definitely deserves to be hurt.
Leaning down, her licks the corner of her eye. ]
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G-get off...
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[ He says it mockingly, but there's some clear anger beneath that. ]
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Just let me go.
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[ Though he doesn't plan on keeping her like this all day. ]
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[She's wary--not admitting she's afraid--of what else he could decide to do. He's obviously violent...]
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You can't give orders while you're practically crying!
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Maybe this is all she deserves.
Chest heaving, he just looks down at her as he tries to decide what to do. ]
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After a little consideration, he grabs the front of her shirt and climbs off of her. ]
Get up. You can't just stay on the floor like this... [ His voice is softer, but not any kinder. ]
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I'll clean that up later...
[ And try to catch her lips again as he yanks her closer. ]
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Is that all you want right now?
[There's a cold edge to her voice, but it can't cover up all the hurt.]
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But she deserved all the pain, he tries to reason. He grips her shirt more tightly, twisting it around one hand. His voice stays uncaring and even. ]
It's all I've ever wanted from you...
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So all you want is someone to make out with?!
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[ That was it for him. He can't stand this anymore. He hates that she doesn't know him. He hates that she doesn't care about him. He's getting close to just hating her. ]
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[Not when he's cursed like this. She wants nothing to do with this awful imitation.]
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Think whatever you want!
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