The look on his face gave away the fact he had not believed her innocence. It had only made her more nervous and even a bit scared. At first she tried to remain where she was but as he got closer Elaine couldn’t help but take a step away. At least until his hand found her neck. She tried to take in a breath but his grip was permitting her from doing so. An odd swell of anger had formed at his words. What did that even mean? Why did it even matter when she felt like little to nothing when with him? Owning her did nothing more than slowly drive her mad. When he released her, she stumbled back and hit the ground. She brought a hand up to her neck as let out a slight cough, now staring down at the floor. “Of course, I have not forgotten my place. It doesn’t mean I’ll practice celibacy..” She snapped in a croak. Her stare turned to a scowl down at the floor. “What does it matter what I do? At the end of the day, I can’t go anywhere, I don’t have a life, or my life isn’t mine. I can’t do anything, I can’t be anyone outside of your damned slave.” There was an intense amount of venom that seemed to seep out of her words. She just wanted to live a little, be reckless where she couldn’t be, and get lost in the small moments and be a euphoric kind of content. Elaine hadn’t truly been herself in a century now. She missed it, she craved it, and not having that was slowly tearing away at her.
Thad made his way over to her once she hit the floor, squatting down so he was now closer to her level. He held up one finger on one hand, in a gesture to quiet her. His hand then reached out, taking hers in it and pulling her up to her feet, as his body rose with hers. His head tilted to one side, free hand coming up to her cheek. "What is it that you want Elaine?" He asked her, voice even softer now than it had been in his rage. Thad never yelled, he really saw no point in it.
The hand still holding hers gave a tug pulling her closer to him, he placed her hand around his waist before finally releasing it. Sliding it up her arm and over her shoulder. "Is this what you crave Elaine? I can grant this to you." He pushed back the emotions that had attempted to creep through him previously. An unhappy slave, was more likely to misbehave, and now he was seeing this first hand.Â
He trailed small kisses along her jaw, down her neck before stopping at her collarbone. "Just give me the word, that is all it takes." he whispered against her neck.











