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Crosshair x male medic reader

Part 3

When he opened his eyes again he was surprised to see that he was in a medical Ward. Y/n looks around to see if anything was familiar. He was happy to see crosshair. He had his eyes closed but y/n had a feeling that crosshair wasn’t actually asleep. He was going to say something but that’s when he realized that he actually had a tube down his throat, he was drugged so much that he didn’t even feel if it. TJ must have crushed his throat. Y/n looked down at his broken arm seeing that he didn’t have his blacks on, now he could really see how bad it is, when ever he had to wash up he had to look at them now he had to add the shot wound to the mix. He felt crosshair hand squeeze his hand “ you’re awake…are you alright?” He asked as he rubs his cheek. Y/n nods slowly. “ why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me that they were hurting you? I could have protect you….I would have killed them for you.” The last sentence made a chill go down his spine, he couldn’t look him in the eye when he was like that “ look at me please” he said as he moves y/n head towards his “ are you scared of me?” Almost immediately y/n shakes his head no. “ then why didn’t you tell me?” He asks concerned for y/n. Crosshair knows that look. “ you were scared that they might kill you…or…me? “ he asked as he rubs his cheek and y/n nods “ I should have known” he was about to say something else when one of the squad members can in and calls his over for a mission he huffs quietly. Y/n rubs his cheek kinda telling him it’s alright to go. Crosshair carefully kisses his hand lightly before getting up “ I’ll be back soon” He reply’s as he got up and went to go onto the mission. The squad member turn to look at y/n glaring at him. Y/n looks away from them.

At some point he doesn’t really remember, but he had fallen back asleep. He was so drugged up he didn’t even know that he was being moved. He didn’t even feel the tube being taken out of his throat or the constant yet familiar voices that continued to talk about him. When he starts to come two he could smell the familiar smell of Marauder, that’s when the pain hit, He couldn’t help but to tense up, breathing slowly. Y/n sits up groaning in pain. “ you’re ok!” Wrecker voice booms into his head. It honestly scared him making him jump and flinches in pain “ h-hey..ow…” y/n replied his voice horse and sore. when he actually opened his eyes, he was met with tech looking over him. “ you might want to lay back down, we don’t have a lot of pain meds neither…” tech put a hand on his shoulder kinda pushing him back against the bunk. “ w-wait..I’m not supposed to be here” y/n said it finally kicked in that he wasn’t supposed to be here, he wasn’t supposed to leave crosshair “ I gotta go bac-ahow…being shot s-sucks…ow.. ”Y/n grabs his side he saw hunter exit the cock pit “ yeah it isn’t…” he said jokingly “ what the hell happened to you “ wrecker asks “ did crosshair…do this? “wrecker gestures to all of him “ no h-he’s never done a-anything like that” y/n replies “ then what happened?” This time it was hunter who chimed in. “ it’s nothing t-to w-worry about it’s fine..” they all gave him the we don’t believe you look. “ fine…it was the s-squad I was apart of…they didn’t l-like me..” y/n looked down at his hands and tapping at his finger together “ they t-took they’re anger out on me…it’s fine” he sighs quietly “ hey where’s Omega? Is she alright?“ y/n asks he’s been worried about her since he’s been gone he worried about all of them. “ she’s sleeping heh..she’s worries about you and crosshair “ hunter said he knew that y/n was trying to change the conversation so that he doesn’t have to talk about it. “ it seems like you all need sleep…how l-long has it been?” Y/n asks smirking “ how long since what?” Wrecker gave y/n a confused look “ I’m talking about your sleeping habits hunter looks he’s about to crash, tech is p-probably running off of caf and you…w-well you look like you’ve a-actually had rest, oh a-and I don’t even k-know where echo is…how far off Am I?” He smiled even more when they hesitantly replied “ I’m in the cock pit and you ain’t far off!” Y/n could always trust echo telling him the truth about what goes on in the Bach. “I still got it” he smiles “ you all should get s-some rest…it would be better for you all “ y/n still worried about his squad mates “ you’re right but we have to make sure that you don’t go back there.. they clearly don’t care about you..” tech said as he looks over the datapad “ I know…but crosshair is there…he needs help… I can’t just leave him “ y/n felt horrible for leaving him the first time now he feels the same way that he felt back then it was so hard. Especially when he saw him and him wanting to kill them. It hurt him when they were in the hanger it hurt so much to leave him there. He can’t make make that mistake again. He needs to help him he needs to help him onto the right path. To help him. “ I just can’t leave him…not again “ y/n said more to himself then to the others. “ you don’t have to go back there…we will get him back.”

Hunter replies and goes over to him sitting down beside y/n comforting him “ we’ll get him back “

Crosshair x male medic reader

Three months…

Three months was all it took for the empire to break him down completely he wasn’t used to this, all this mindless killing for what because they got in the way of the empire? Please, if someone said something to one of his new squad mates that they did like they’ll kill the poor victim. Wait members, not mates he has to remember that. They made sure of that. He can still feel the bruise on his arm. he doesn’t trust them, he can’t trust them, not even enough with his own ration let alone his life. This once strong and happy man reduced to…this scared and jumpy boy, scared of his own squad, he was even scared of his own boyfriend he saw the change in crosshair, how he would act. He thought back to when his first mission. everything went well and he did what he usually would do make sure everyone was ok he had split himself off from the group he should have known from the people scattering away from him that something was wrong but he stayed clueless. He found a woman who was injured by a shot to the Stomach and without medical attention she could die. y/n immediately went over to her. She tried pushing him away clearly not wanting to trust him so he pulled off his helmet showing that he isn’t a threat and trying her about her situation. She seemed a bit more trusting enough for him to at least start working on her. That was until he heard and felt two shots the first one went into the lady’s head killing her instantly and the second one just barely missed his head, it skimmed his ear and his cheek. He was shocked for a spilt second but instantly turned around ready to shoot who ever shot him he was horrified to see that it was crosshair aiming at him.

“c-cross?” To say that he was confused and scared would have been an understatement he was absolutely terrified “ you are disobeying orders y/n …that is punishable by death…your squad would have killed you on the spot…” his voice was cold but he lowered his weapon “ but…I’m hoping that you didn’t hear it because you had your helmet off..” he said it was more of his normal voice but it was still off it was almost like he snapped himself out of something.

This wasn’t crosshair and y/n knew it.

His voice still ringed in his head. The sad part was he knew he wasn’t lying his squad already hated him to them he did everything wrong and they made sure that he knew it too. They would hit him when crosshair wasn’t looking or around. even they were scared of him.

The first time it happened in front of crosshair and immediately he punished the guy, nearly killed the man but it still didn’t stop them, it Only got worse, they would hit him where crosshair couldn’t see and they would threatened him that they would kill him on a mission if he was to tell or show crosshair what they did “ we can make it look like an accident “ they said “ I bet he wouldn’t even miss you”

He started to break down

He couldn’t handle this, he couldn’t do this. He wanted so badly to be back with the Bach at least they respected him enough to even consider him a part of the team. Here he was a punching bag, But he hated the thought of leaving crosshair with theses people, not again.

Tears stream down y/n face as he pulled himself into a ball he was happy that no one was around. His squad would see it as weakness. But when he heard the door open he immediately tried to wipe his tears and look up to see crosshair. He was pissed about something it was probably Rampart but when he saw y/n balled up in his bed, his anger turned into concern, he immediately went over to him and to comfort him pulling him close and rubbing his back. Y/n immediately hugs him and just cries into his shoulder he couldn’t hold it back anymore, he couldn’t keep bottling it up.

“ shh…it’s ok I’m right here…I got you” he said in a clam voice as he continued to rub his back. Crosshair had noticed that Y/n was acting strange, he knew y/n was strong, but all of this would have been hard on anyone. He should have token more of consideration that it was probably a lot for his love to handle.

The idea came from @thebadbatch

This was requested by @bicniskanadin and this fic if for @summer-time crumbs au!

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Love bites

Crosshair's heart almost stopped. He almost missed it, if he hadn’t paid attention to his mesh’la he wouldn’t have seen it. She had gotten shot. He was able to see the Crimson red blood run down her side as she tried to fight thought it Almost immediately he went to her catching her before she fell, crosshair calls for medic for her as he put his hand over her wound to put pressure on it, at that moment he felt helpless to help save her the only thing that he could do at the was tried and calm her so that she might not panic and lose more blood. His worried and terrified face was the last thing his mesh’la saw before she passed out.

When she woke back up she was met with a medical droid and a clone medic. The medic was giving her some pain medication.

“ How long was I out?” Her voice sounded Hoarse and sore which made her cringe at it.

“ Approximately 12 hours” he medical droid replied she went to sit up but flinched in pain the medic helped her sit up completely.

“ Here, this will help ease the pain.” The medic was careful as he helped her sit up better before giving her some meds to help the pain.

“ The medical droid says that you’re not sleeping the right amount of hours…of sleep” he said realize that what he might had said sounded stupid. She chuckled quietly knowing about what he meant

“ yeah…I just haven’t been able to sleep well on a lot of missions and difficult training for each one kinda cuts into my sleep schedule you know?” she offered the answer which wasn’t exactly the answer. Yes she had missions that would keep her up as well as training but it was mostly crosshair wanting to be around her a lot it was suffocating.

The medic agreed with her, it was almost impossible to keep a sleep schedule.

They continued to talk, enjoying each other's company as the medic helped change her bandage. Unknown to them, Crosshair was watching them glaring at the clone, who dared to make her laugh, that was his job! He was the one to make her happy, not some reg!

He started planning on what to do with the reg and his mesh’la she knew better than that. She’ll just need a reminder.

It was quite easy to get the medic away from watchful eyes. It was quite easy to kill him, it was quite easy to dispose of his body.

Now it was time to go punish his mesh’la.

She knew better than to talk to him, he understood explaining medical records and stuff like that but just talking to him and laughing with him was definitely a big no! And they’ve even talked about it! She should have already known!

He was quiet as he entered the medical Facility. She was absolutely beautiful lying peacefully on the bed. He almost considered not punishing her…maybe when she wakes up he’ll explain to her about what she did wrong and that they’ll work to correct it.

He picked her up carefully wanting to take her to someone where he could watch over her. To keep her safe. He glared at anyone who looked at him weird. Once he got back to the room that those regs gave them, he noticed that it was empty. That’s good he didn’t want one of his brother's lovers to stop him. He goes to lay his mesh’la down when she starts to wake up, kiff. She pushes him away and falls onto the bunk. Foolish mesh’la she’s going to get herself more injured!

“ mesh’la you’re going to hurt yourself” He growls. She tried to help herself up using the bunk while holding her side. She was slightly confused but mostly upset. She glared at him “ why the hell am I here!?” She screamed at him. Oh she shouldn’t have done that. He Forced her up against the wall next to the bunk making her flinch but she continued to glare at him and curse at him. He had enough, there was no reason she should be acting like this! Especially when she continues to try and push him away. He wrapped an arm around her waist and wiggled his fingers under the bandage and dug his fingers into her wound and used the other hand to push her head into his neck to try and keep her quiet; he didn't know how soundproof these walls were.

She cries out into his neck as the pain goes through her whole body. Crosshair was about to say something when he felt her teeth digging into the base of his neck. It shocks him that he almost didn’t feel the pain. But of course it came he almost let go of her but he immediately tightened his grip around her digging his fingers deeper into the wound making her scream against his neck. She continued to push against him but being clouded by pain that she felt like she wasn’t strong enough to stop it, she started to feel dizzy as she could taste iron as everything started to go black. He felt her body start to relax against him. He was able to pull her head back without her taking a chunk out of him. She tired herself out. Seeing her sleepy features and the little bit of blood stains her teeth. He helped her back to the bunk Laying her down so that she could rest. He grabbed some cuffs and put them on her. He noticed that his hand was covered in blood. He brought his hand up to his mouth and tasted her blood. He couldn't help but to smile at the taste. He regrettingly goes and washes the rest of it off. He goes to the refresher to clean off the blood. He looked up at his reflection in the mirror and he smiled. He carefully tilted his head to the side, flinching a bit at the bite mark. Her mark. She marked him

“ I am hers just like she is mine” he purrs, running his hand over it lightly, It Stings but he continues to smile at the thought.

“Perfect.”

Part 4- crosshair x male medic reader

Crosshair was tired when he came back. He made sure that they would ever hurt what is his. His…it made crosshair smile, he was able to protect him to keep him safe, then his smile fell. Like he should have been, but he’s made things right. He’ll need to pay a little bit more attention to his lovely, make sure he’s happy. The first thing he did when he got was to go check on him as he walked down the hallway he noticed more guards then usual, something in him made him start to worry about his doll. He starts picking up in speed as he makes his way to the medical ward. He stops dead in his tracks. Y/n bed was empty. He asks a medical drone what happened to him “ a small squad of defective clones stole supplies and weapons as well as kidnapping the medic y/n “ it replied. He knew immediately what it was talking about. No, no! It can’t be possible! Immediately crosshair turns around and heads off to his barracks he can’t allow anyone to see himself. He needs to find them. He needs to find him. He needs him. He has to protect him even from his own brothers if he has to. He knows that hunter wants him there is nothing to keep him from taking his doll away. The thought of hunter taking what is his away, touching what is his. No…that’s not y/n. Y/n loves him and only him. He knows this, he knows that his lovely would never do something like that. But that image of hunter pinning y/n to the ground made him sick. He can’t let hunter have him. No y/n is his not hunters. His.

When he finally got back to his barracks they were empty. He sit his weapon down and sat down. “ I can’t lose him…” he couldn’t lose him. What if…what if he went with them willingly? No no he wouldn’t abandon him again will he? No he wouldn’t y/n loves him to much for that. He knows y/n. He would never cheat or leave him but crosshair didn’t even notice that the squad was abusing his lover how would he know if he did. That’s when the thought passes though his head again. Hunter pinning y/n down, Doing what ever he wants to do to him and y/n begging for more. “ I have to get him back”

Crosshair x medic male reader

Part 5

After a few hours of talking and some Convincing from y/n,they finally decided to get some rest . Y/n couldn’t sleep he was worrying so much about crosshair. What if he goes back and he’s not there, Or what if he goes back and he’s badly injured ,or what if he was mad at him ,or he wanted to kill him, or or something so much worse. He was worrying himself to death about crosshair like he’s done hundreds of times before. When they was apart the squad he didn’t have to worry to much about his love. He never could relax when they were with the empire. Even now he still worries. He never knew what was going on in the empire. he was always on edge. He sat up and pulled his legs to his chest hissing in pain. He so scared when he was apart of the empire…how must crosshair feel? Hunter senses something off which woke him up, he thought something was wrong with omega, but when he go up he picked up soft crying he turned the corner and saw y/n trying to keep himself quiet with his hand over his mouth while he cried it hurt seeing him like that. He couldn’t have y/n go back there it’s way to much for him. Y/n was once’s a strong medic, always so happy he made sure that everyone was happy, heathy, and if one of them had gotten injured they had his undivided attention making sure that they are comfortable and getting better even if they were behind enemy lines. He remembers when he had gotten injured almost immediately he as a blurr of familiar armor and the next thing he knew he was being carried out by y/n who was still shooting. Now it seems like he’s scared of his own shadow. “ y/n..” he spoke quietly but loud enough for him fo hear. Y/n looked up at hunter wiping away his tears “ I d-didn’t mean to wake you…I’m sorry “ he said quietly, hunter sat down beside him “ it’s alright..I wasn’t really asleep “

He replied carefully rubbing his back, he could feel y/n tens up under his hand “ I know that you miss him…I do too…we need to figure out a plan to get him back and to get him thinking straight….” He said as he tried to comfort him “ I know that you’re not going to sleep…so why not we make a plan you’ve been apart of the empire, I know you…you make a plan for almost everything…do you think you we can work together on this and make a plan?” Hunter though if he could maybe distract him from the pain. Y/n nods and gets up.

“ I have a-an idea that m-might work..” he said as he headed over to the cockpit patting Gonky’s head as he walks by sitting down in one of the sits in the cockpit with hunter following him not to far behind. They sat down and talked for hours about plans and about crosshair until hunter started noticing that y/n started falling asleep. He got up quietly as y/n sleeps and got him a blanket carefully rapping the it around him, he sighing quietly, just admiring him. God he misses him, he wishes that he had the courage to ask him before crosshair did but he understands and doesn’t want to press the issue but he still wish that he did. He rubs y/n cheek noticing the newly formed scar across his cheek leading all the way to his ear which had a pretty good nick out of it. He had a bad feeling that it wasn’t from that squad something in him had a feeling that it was from crosshair…he has to get his brother back.

Ih y’all I’m new here please be nice and stay home at this time

Crosshair x male medic reader

Tw: being choked ( I don’t know if it is but just in case)

A few weeks pass Since then. Everything seem oddly normal within the squad they hadn’t hit him in a while that was a plus, maybe he’s finally being excepted into the squad, but he knew better then to get his hopes up. At least now he could have his back turn without much fear of getting hit. They were on a mission they were tracking down some people that had stuck their nose into somewhere that they shouldn’t have, even though didn’t agree with it the group had gotten a hold of some very sensitive information that could destroy everything, as the group split up, they split up into teams of two. He and another trooper had lost their trader in the forest outside of a city. He learned the trooper name TJ is what he liked to be called. Y/n knows that TJ probably didn’t care to get to know his name.

“ hey uh..TJ right? I believe we should head back we haven’t found anything for a few hours now” y/n voiced his opinion the trooper didn’t reply “ hey we should really head back before it gets dark “ y/n repeated this time putting his hand onto the mans armor trying to pull him towards reason “ go ahead coward, the commander won’t do anything to you if YOU show up empty handed since you’re the commander’s little slut. I can’t even believe someone would let a clone touch them like that I guess you’re desperate” he replied with hatred almost as if he was spitting out venom. Usually when something like that was said to him he would just brush it off but this time he pulled crosshair into it that made something in him snaps and he punches the trooper square in the jaw it was so hard that he knocks off the mans helmet. TJ stumbles back in shock as he turns towards him, that shock turns into anger really quick and TJ charges towards y/n pining him to the ground with him on top “ oh so you want to be come cocky huh?! Oh you’re going to die for that!” He yells at y/n. He grabs his arm and twisting it until he hears it snap making y/n cry out in pain “ I’m tired of holding back! I want to see the life fade out of your eyes! “ he grabs y/n helmet and rips it off of his head, rapping his hands around the pin man’s throat and slowly starts to squeeze. Y/n finds himself panicking as he tries kicking him off, that doesn’t work, he tries pushing, doesn’t work, he tries pulling TJ arms apart but he’s not strong enough especially with one of them broken. As his vision starts to become black something clicks and he sticks his thumb right into the man’s eye and just pushes into it making him scream. this gives y/n enough time for him to be able to push him off enough to get out from under him. Tj even more piss trying to get his bearings before actually grabbing y/n own weapon and trying to aim it at him y/n. Y/n was still trying to get his vision back. He could barely make out TJ who was holding his hand over his eye. Then he felt the bolt hit his side and go straight though, it made him fall forward he trying to get up back up but TJ kicks him onto his side as TJ stood over him aiming at his head “ you are a Disgrace not even worth a bolt”. Y/n couldn’t keep his eyes open no matter how hard he tries everything was just slowly fading. He could barely hear footsteps going towards him and what sounded like blaster fire an a body falling over.

Everything was so cold.

Everything was so num.

I’ve made a crack fic for @summer-time crumbs au! I hope they like it!

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Only what is mine.

It started pissing him off how much his Cyare was spending time with the regs. Yes he has to do reports but he doesn’t have to engage in conversation. Hunter should have gone with him so that he could just end the conversation after the report so that his cyare doesn’t have to be around those regs. He was so sweet he might not have realize what his cyare was doing, he would just have to remind him. Hunter didn’t even realize when he started marching over to the group, he didn’t even give it a second thought when he just grabs him by his waist and over the shoulder his Cyare goes. He forgot how light he was as he carries his Cyare away from those regs, he wishes he could see their faces as they realize that his Cyare belongs to him. No one else, just his.

Once they get back into the safety of the Marauder Hunter immediately places his Cyare into one of the ship's chairs. Hunter has to hold back a smile at the sight of his Cyare, his face all red, averting his eyes away from him, but then it was replace with anger

“ Why did you do that!” He yells, it surprises Hunter, usually he would stay quiet as Hunter would admire or scold him for his behavior. When he tries getting up to leave Hunter immediately puts a stop to that he grabs him by his shoulder and pushes him back into the chair rather ruff. Cyare glares up at him but his face turns into fear as realize that Hunter is mad at him, he felt like he was caught in the eyes of a Predator and he was the prey. Whatever he was about to say became a lump in his throat.

“ What did I say about talking to the regs…alone?” Hunter asks, watching everything that his Cyare did. He tried his best to speak but nothing would come out. Hunter could hear how fast his heart raced in his chest. “ Come on now, let me hear that beautiful voice of yours” he hums, Hunter’s voice was soothing yet it still held his authority.

“ I…I-I was doing my r-report….for the l-last mission.” His voice is small and full of fear.

“ I didn't want an excuse Cyare, what did I say” instead of a smooth voice that he had gotten used to it was much of a commanding voice laced with anger.

“ Not to..s-sergeant…” he whimpers out.

“ and do you know why?” Hunter asks as he starts to walk behind him seeing his cyare shivering under his Eyes he shakes his head no, pulling out his knife, he carefully wraps his hand around his Cyare’s slender throat.

“ because I don’t want to get my hands dirty…I don’t want to have to kill those regs because you decided to talk sweetly to them” Hunter whispers just loud enough for him to hear as he runs his blade down his chest, cutting his gray dress uniform to reveal his chest. His cyare flinches and panics but he doesn’t dare try and stop him. He remembered when he tried to stop him and he still has the scar where he tried. Hunter could hear and feel his lovers panic breathing as he hums quietly as he carefully allows the other hand drift down to his peck

right over his heart where Hunter’s name lays tattooed to his chest, to show that he belongs to Hunter and only Hunter.

“ now…you don’t want me to kill them now do you?” He purrs as he brings the knife up to his throat forcing his head up to look at him seeing how scared he was, his eyes filled with tears threatening to trickle down his cheeks. He’ll calm him a little bit but right now he needs to be sure that he understands.

“ sweetheart? Do you want me to kill them? I will” Hunter's voice was hauntingly smooth again as stares down at him.

“ N-no…sergeant…” he hates how small his voice sounds

“ say my name not my rank cyare” he says his ears slightly twitch as he hears footsteps approach

“ No H-Hunter…” he finally squeaks out

“ good…now go rest…I’ll join you soon” he pulls the blade away from his throat, allowing him to go to their bunk. His cyare gasps and immediately tries to cover himself back up and goes to hunter’s bunk to hide himself. Wishing that he had never met Hunter.

This is a project that I have been working on for a while I hope you all like it!

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——The collectors obsession———

“ He was quite beautiful…yes I said he Amanda”

He hisses the last part out as if he has a bad taste in his mouth before taking a sip from his mug. He smiles as he remembers the day, closing his eyes as he goes over what happened

“ Oh you should have seen him…he came in from the gym- because he told me now shh” he glares at Amanda, frustrated with her.

“ Now if I can continue on…he wore these cute tight shorts…god they looked so good on him…but didn’t seem really happy, the poor thing. He had an interview, but it didn’t go well and he didn’t get the job…he was looking for something close to his college so that he can finish out his senior year. I asked what college he went to and it was the one down the street…god it felt like fate because you all know that I have been looking for someone to hire, he is the perfect fit! I offered him the job and he happily accepted!” He said while smiling.

He nearly spills his tea at how excited he was but his excitement was short lived. Ruined by a severe headache making him flinch and groan. He sits down the mug on the ground and puts his hands on the sides of his head.

“ I need my medicine…” he groans

Standing up he nearly falls back, trying to get to the cabinet.

“ Get out of the way Amanda!” He yells as he pulls out a skull with the back of it missing to get his medicine. Mumbling to himself about Amanda and questioning himself on why he even dated her. She was rude, annoying, and just flat out mentally exhausting for him. She was only with him because he had a military Pension. He had a feeling that she was cheating on him, but it hurt him so much to come home from being discharged. God he couldn't stop himself. He just saw red, he had to do it, he just had to!

He walks back over with his medicine and the skull. He sits back down, sitting the skull in his lap as he reaches down for his tea so that he would be able to take his meds. He hums as he pours out the pills into his hand, slipping them into his mouth and taking a sip of his tea to swallow them. He sits his mug down and looks at the skull

“You did that to yourself you stupid bitch” he hisses at the skull. He wanted to crush it in his hands but he couldn’t. He loves keeping her skull, showing that he has the power now, that she can’t control him. He loves the power that he has over her.

“ oh how much of an idiot I was with you…” he purrs as he cleans off the dust

He sighs quietly as he thinks about James. oh how his skull would look so beautiful, but it didn’t sit right with him. Why kill someone who actually might care about him or dare say love him? The thought of James coming into his room, sitting in his lap, nuzzling and kissing his neck. Closing his eyes again he smiles at the thought

“ It would be Perfect to have something living for once…just to have him….To have him begging for me...just me, no one else!” He said out loud smiling at the thought.