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❝ I want to hurt you, I don’t deserve you
Unlace your body, I want total control
Like maggots from the host, You drain, I decompose
Swallow your faith, submit and ******** until we overdose

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again
(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel
(Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real
Cause our synthetic love is all that we know
My head is a mess, And it’s going to explode

I want to watch you, expose and drill through
Inject the poison, I have lost all control
Crawling inside you, Fruit of the flesh is bruised
Swallow the pain, relive and ******** until we feel like new

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again
(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel
(Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real
Cause our synthetic love is all that we know
My head is a mess, And it’s going to explode

We lost our heads and minds explode
I don’t want trust in losing control
I’m just a slave to how this feels
But baby, please don’t believe this is “real”
I wrap my hands around your throat
Bury your face and remove all your clothes
We’re both just slaves that can’t refuse
And everything that we have loved in the end we will lose

We said this was “the last time”, over and over again
(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel
(Hands tied) And I’m losing my grip on remembering what’s real
Cause our synthetic love is all that we know
My head is a mess, And it’s going to explode . . .❞

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The boy sighed, ignoring the pain in his bruised shoulder as he cleaned up the small apartment as his boyfriend had commanded. Declan knew he'd be home soon. Luckily he was almost finished. A quick glance to the clock on the wall told him it was almost three AM. He was happy that his boyfriend would be there soon, but in the back of his mind lingered a small sense of dread. Declan wasn't an idiot. He knew the way _____ treated him most of the time wasn't good, fair, or okay in the slightest. But love was love, wasn't it? Declan was just hoping things would get better soon.

Frowning, he slowly pulled away from the kitchen counter he had been scrubbing. The boy winced as he moved his shoulder. It was so sore! Still, there was work that needed to be done. Declan moved on, grabbing the broom and started to sweep up anything on the kitchen floor- mostly a few stray bottle caps, thanks to _____'s "little" drinking habit. The boy just sighed again as he threw them into the trashcan. He really wished his boyfriend would stop bringing his work home with him...

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The boy flinched, hearing the door slam along with Darion's yelling. Oh dear. Poor kid's heart started racing, feeling like it was going to practically beat out of his chest. Declan sighed softly as his boyfriend grabbed a beer from the fridge, not even acknowledging him util he had left the kitchen. Typical. The boy was hesitant, but he soon left the kitchen, slowly approaching Darion with a small, almost scared smile on his face. "H-Hi...I...I-I missed you," he whispered softly, his voice shaking slightly.

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The boy winced as Darion pulled him close, pulling his hair and roughly kissing his lips. This wasn't going to end well at all. Declan was quiet until he was thrown onto their bed and demanded by his boyfriend that he strip. Why was he always so mean? The boy looked over at the belt that was lying next to him, but still refused to undress. "D-Darion...please....I-I don't want to.....l-last time you hurt m-me so bad..." Poor thing. He was shaking and looked like he'd start crying any second.

~Time Skip hereee~

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Declan was barely conscious when Darion picked him up later that morning. He was pretty damaged. Bruises flourished all over his body, marking his pale skin like the rash of a plague. There was even instances of blood being caked on certain areas- including the left side of his face. Thankfully nothing was broken. This time. The boy started to come around once Darion had taken him to the bathroom, starting to clean him up. Obviously he had no recollection of what had happened that evening. "...w...w-here am I-I," Declan whimpered, his voice shot from crying earlier.

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Declan let his eyes close. He still wasn't sure what was going on. He just had to go by what Darion had told him. "...n-no....I...I-I'll be okay. No need to g-get her worried..." Poor kid was barely able to dress himself after his lover had cleaned him up. He was in a lot of pain, but tried not to let it show. Darion didn't like weakness. "I-I love you," Declan reminded Darion, hoping to make him feel better.

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The boy allowed Darion to carry him to the bed, laying him down. He needed to lay down. His body hurt all over. Declan sighed, accepting the kiss before taking the pain meds as needed. "..I-I need to r-rest...please. S-Stay with me," he begged softly, crawling towards Darion and actually snuggling into his side.