HIS BUNNY; THE SNAKE AND THE CROW (Chrollo Lucilfer Smut)

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(TW: Self Harm, Slight Gore )

Illumi continued to run his thumb over her forehead, looking down at her glowing face.
Her eyelids started to flutter and Illumis stomach dropped,

Amayaa's eyes flew open,
She stared at the sky and Illumis head strung over her,

"What did you put into me?" She croaked her previous, silky voice had turned hoarse and frail,
"I don't want to forget."

"I don't."

"Take it out before it kicks in."
She raised her hands up to Illumis face,

"Don't leave me like this."

"Your the only one I have, you know that."
Amayaa choked on her spit and blood, hot tears formed at ends of her eyes,

"..." He answered only in silence tucking the small strands of obsidian away from her face once more,

It took all of what was left in her to scream out,

"WHY? WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE ME LIKE THIS?" She croaked,

"how could you?" She said, catching on her own tears and spit,

Fear started back up again, wrapping its silken thorns around her nerves,
Dagger by dagger, tearing through the muscle that supported her lifeline, she felt as if someone had just ripped out her heart, it was cliche, but true.

No physical pain could come close to this feeling.

"I don't want to forget... Please Illumi I'm begging of you."

"It has to be done." He said, smiling softly down at her,

"We were never supposed to see each other like this, we aren't mean for each other ." Illumi said softly, his calloused fingertips continuing to rake over her face,

"You don't know that, we could make it work, let's run away, I hate it here. I hate my father. I hate my mother. You do not know of the unspeakable things they make me do," Amayaa said, gripping onto his face like it was dear life.

"No." He said with a warm closed eye smile,

"Maybe we'll meet again some day," He said, taking his hands from her face,

"I would rather die."

"I don't want to relive any of this, part of me wishes I never met you."
  

"Kill me. I live a meaningless life, I exist only as my fathers tool, I am nothing more than a pretty object. I'm tired. I cant stand going back there,"

"No." He said bluntly,

She stared up at him lifelessly, her tears drying, putting a dry glaze over her blood dotted cheeks.

Amayaa took her hands from his face and swiftly and ruthlessly started to claw at her own throat deep scratches started to form as blood curled around her nails and finger tips, erupting from their sores. Blood splattered up onto his face, apart of him was in shock, but the other half knew she would pull something like this, but he didn't know that she would have the self control to do so,

Pink flesh sprung out from itself and brightly contrasted against her pale yellow skin tone,

Illumi quickly brought his hands back and grabbed her wrist with one hand,

"Enough of this," He said, taking his other hand and gently applying pressure onto her throat, blood flourished around his hands once more, it didn't seem to stop and he ripped a piece of cloth from her dress and pressed it into her throat, the snow fabric started to bleed into a dark crimson,

The once violet lavender buds beneath her turned a cold shade of maroon,

Amayaa gargled on her own blood and soon spit it out, her hazed eyes continued to bare into his inky ones,

You idiot.