RP Shorts

TRIGGER WARNING

ABUSE

READ AT OWN DISCRETION

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Dezmond stood there, practically wringing the doll in his hands.
He had been so close. So very damn close to seeing what all his waiting had led to, only for his plan to unravel. Now he wasn't sure if he'd ever get the chance again.
Dezmond chucked the doll at a vase near by, shattering it.

He took in a deep breath, tucking braids and strands of hair back in to place. It was time to punish his little kitten now.  Vernon must have double crossed him in the end. After all, the other had been warned.

Vernon wasn't staying at Dezmond's place, but that was no obstacle for the witch. He knew where Vernon was staying, and it didn't take that long for him to come over.
He threw the motel's door open, eyes glowing.
Vernon sprung from his bed in surprise, but his expression quickly turned to fear as it paled.

"Dez-Dezmond, wait. Wait I—" Vernon didn't have time to transform, Dezmond's hands quickly at his neck and constricting. Vernon clawed at his hands as he was backed into the wall.

Dezmond leaned near his ear, whispering.
"I thought I told you to keep your mouth shut, my pet."

Vernon nodded, tears at the corner of his eyes.

"I didn't," he rasped out.

Dezmond slammed him into the wall.
"DON'T lie to me. HOW ELSE would they have known to FIND and FREE Zachias?!" He slammed Vernon twice, throwing him down to the ground and kicking him square in the stomach.
"You heard," Dez leaned on the wall to add weight to his second kick, "the WHOLE conversation," he kicked another time.
"Do you not understand the WEIGHT of such a collaboration!?" He panted, after his third and final kick.
Dezmond fixed his hair again, staring down at Vernon who was trying to catch his breath.

It was moment before Dezmond said anything else. Having gotten his anger out, he began to think more clearly.
"I suppose though, it's not completely improbable for them to be mindful. I did control Demetri once, that would deem a certain amount of suspicion and caution. Hmm," he tapped his chin, walking around the bed and taking a seat.

"So you didn't say a word?" He asked over his shoulder, his voice becoming soft.

"N-no," Vernon coughed, staying on the floor.

Dezmond hummed.
"It seems I was mistaken then. I do apologize, kitten," he stood himself up, fixing the door.
He looked over the other male.
"Do recover soon, I have a little bounty available for you. Nothing much, but something to keep you here," he gestured to the room with a slight sneer.
"Really is a disgusting place, Vernon," he sniffed before finally exiting.

Vernon sighed shakily, closing his eyes.