foxyfanart - BLOODY, SLUTTY, AND PATHETIC by WhatMurdah Chapter 4
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His long, refined fingers were around her wrist, his thumb across her pulse. The thumb and forefinger of his right hand were hard against the bones of her elbow as he lifted her arm to examine it, her forearm now a barrier between them. A rivulet of blood ran from her wrist to the inner crook of her arm, straight over the pink, irritated scar.“You were harmed,” he said. He looked into her eyes, his expression serious. Malfoy sneered, his gray eyes hard on hers, his hand tightening on her wrist. He jerked her arm up—an echo of Flint’s earlier offense. And then he lowered his head and licked her inner forearm from her elbow to her wrist, the rivulet of blood disappearing under his tongue. “It’s my blood now,” he said.
His long, refined fingers were around her wrist, his thumb across her pulse. The thumb and forefinger of his right hand were hard against the bones of her elbow as he lifted her arm to examine it, her forearm now a barrier between them. A rivulet of blood ran from her wrist to the inner crook of her arm, straight over the pink, irritated scar.“You were harmed,” he said. He looked into her eyes, his expression serious. Malfoy sneered, his gray eyes hard on hers, his hand tightening on her wrist. He jerked her arm up—an echo of Flint’s earlier offense. And then he lowered his head and licked her inner forearm from her elbow to her wrist, the rivulet of blood disappearing under his tongue. “It’s my blood now,” he said.
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