꒦꒷𝕸𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙♡𝕸𝖆𝖉𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘꒷꒦

Warnings: Talks of torture, ripping off of fingernails, death, obsession, burning off skin, nailing down arms, the plucking out of eyeballs, blood etc.
Request: No.
Words:  792.

Cold fingers nimbly swept over your skin, tainting it with streaks of red that were left on his hands.

Lilia took a carnal type of pleasure in the fat tears that dripped down your pale cheeks, streaking your face that hadn't seen the sun for months. He forced you into looking down at the body spewed on the floor at your feet, limbs contorted in various positions that weren't normal in any way.

Scarlet soaked into the warped floorboards in front of your feet, and if you could've screamed, you would have.

Though no one would have heard you either way if you did. The only sound you could muster was a creaky misshapen howl of despair as your legs went numb shaking under you like leaves.

"You could've saved him," Lilia stated, matter of factly, his arms sliding down around your waist, pulling you firmly against his chest. "But you just couldn't listen to simple rules."

He tutted, almost mockingly so, the both of you staring down at the body on the ground, bent out of shape. He leaned down, his long hair falling over your shoulders and brushing against your cheeks.

"Do you want to know what I did to him for touching you?"

His voice was a low whisper brushing across your ear like a gentle caress in the night sky. Lilia's thumb rubbed circles against your wrist, sharp nails scraping against the frail skin.

"First I tore off his fingernails." He said, a calming voice in your ear. His words sent shivers down your spine.

"Please stop."

Your voice quaked in a squeaky plead, Lilia let out a breathless chuckle. You already knew he wouldn't. You where powerless against him. All you could do was listen, eyes on the corpse strewn at your feet he'd granted to you as some sort of sick prize to take away all and any of the hope that dwindled in your small body.

"Then I cut open and peeled back the skin around his fingers. That's a very delicate process I'll tell you," Lilia said, steering you away from the body and back to the room that served as a dungeon for you. "Especially the way he was screaming and writhing. He certainly didn't want me tearing up his skin. A shame he couldn't sit still, I had to nail parts of his arms down."

The doorknob turned and the door creaked as it opened, he lead you to the bed, kicking the door shut behind him. Lilia sat down pulling you down into his lap with him, he wrapped a hand around your neck when you tried to move away- threatening to snap it at the drop of a pin. You froze in place.

He let out a soft sigh, partly of amusement before his fingers ghosted across your face. You could smell the dried up blood caked under his long fingernails he hadn't taken care of yet.

"Your eyes are so beautiful." A finger trailed along your eyelids as you closed them, tensing up. "Eyes are also a delicate feature of the body." Stern hands grabbed your jaw pulling your head towards him. "And it's a very delicate process to remove them as well. But I assumed you would want a souvenir."

You gasped out, horror thudding through your already quick beating heart as your eyes flew open, staring into his own. Lilia tilted his head to the side in mock confusion.

"You wanted him so much, did you not? I knew I had to save something for my dearest."

"You didn't-"

"Oh I did. It's said eyes are the window into the soul. Is that why you loved his so much? Your eyes should have only been on me, my darling."

With a stern hand he forced you to look at the wall, to the jar settled down on the wood hung from the wall amidst all of the other treasures he'd presented you overtime. A pair of eyeballs floated in them, staring back at you.

A sob wracked your body and you forced yourself to look away. Lilia's arms wrapped right around you, hand coming to cup the back of your head and guide it to his chest.

He held you as you sobbed, body shaking. A fanged smile rose to his face as he consoled you, "Don't fret. I did you and him both a favor. He got in the way."

"Just be happy I saved his eyes. Now they can look at you forever knowing what he couldn't get. You are mine, (Y/n). Forever and always."