“don’t touch me!” for a prompt! godspeed on ur late shift
ALRIGHT this was a dope prompt, thank u so much.
got this done in one sitting but it DID run away from me a little. or like. severely. depending on your definition
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“No, fuck off, stop,” Ava sputters, dragging herself weakly away by the one arm she can move, lower body leaden and stiff. “Don’t touch me.”
Lilith, weirdly to her credit, at least hesitates. She doesn’t actually listen, presumably because hell hasn’t frozen over, but she pauses a moment before continuing her approach towards Ava.
“Calm down,” Lilith says, voice crisp and accented like a Disney movie villain. She steps closer, kicking up dust Ava can taste on the back of her tongue, and leans down, pulling one of Ava’s arms over her shoulders, sliding one of her own arms beneath Ava’s knees, hoisting her upward with complete and total ease. Like lifting a sack of potatoes.
Ava thrashes, as much as she can (which isn’t much), heart thundering in her ears. “I said stop! Lilith!”
“Ow!” Lilith yelps, jerking her head away and scowling down at Ava. “Did you just bite me?”
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