.:*☆ NOTHING TO LOSE — TORTURE

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BENNY G.

baby blue eyes glowered in rozovsky's direction, his lip curled into a threatening smirk. reading as 'you really did not just fucking say that, right? did he forget where he was? did he forget that they had traditions and rules to follow? their purpose was slave trade and bringers of chaos. they did not decide specifically who would or would not be a victim to their ways unless from a personal vendetta. benny knew his place in the pitt, coming to it almost fully now. it was only time before rozovsky knew his as well.

"would you like to join her by the end of the day, chief?" the marauder taunted, though more of a threat in his voice. "as he said," the fox turned his chin in leopard's direction. "we don't give a fuck. this is cozy's first capture and torture, we treat it as such and celebrate, yeah? be a good sport kiddo." benny rolled his eyes before turning back to the two girls. delilah's shriek had thrown him off at first, then finally processed the blood from her eyes and stained fur on cosette's paws. he doesn't know how, or why, but by maria was it... arousing.

she's committing a sin. a voice whimpered in his head, and an image of a woman flashed in his mind.

she could learn... he protested back. there was no response, but benny would seem as if zoning out while having the mental argument. he focused back onto delilah and took a step back to avoid the heat of the iron and watched cosette with a wide, almost loving gaze.


"you are platinum baby." he practically purred.

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