recoil [dream o2]

[crazysnakelady]

{rated R; sexual content}
TRIGGER WARNING: rape/implied rape

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Your fingers curl in his hair; sweat trickles down your arms, drips off his chest.

Toes clench, unclench, clench again.

Hands--

(touch me)

skin--

(touch me)

you're feeling so good, but you wish you could see his face, wish he wouldn't wear that while you're making love--

You reach up, trail fingertips down his face, pause at the border between face and mask--

"Kakashi?"

--pull it down, and

(don't touch me)

"My Anko-chan's grown into a fine young woman," he purrs, and that is not Kakashi.

Wet tongue slides over your skin, between your breasts, the hollow at the base of your neck, your curse seal; goosebumps rise and

(don't touch me)

it slides into your mouth, gagging you, silencing you, moves inside you--

(don't touch me, please)

no no no no no nononononononoyesno--

You choke against it, gasp, clench fingers in his hair and pull--

(don't touch me, DON'T TOUCH ME)

he pulls out, the tongue comes free; you suck in air and then, from the bottom of your lungs

(DON'T TOUCH ME)

You scream.

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[ And the scream jolts Anko awake; through sleep paralysis, she only managed to force out a weak squeal, but it's enough to make her sit up in bed, adrenaline humming liquid electricity in her veins. ]

FUCK!

[ She throws the Hitomi against a wall; it cuts off. ]