"You're bruised."
"You like when I'm bruised."
Whumper grabbed Whumpee by the throat, pinned them to the wall and sneered in their face.
"I like when I've bruised you." They pressed a thumb into the dark ring around Whumpee's neck, unable to even relish the flinch and gasp from pain that they didn't have a hand in causing.
"Now tell me who."
// w. @zoewhumps










