TW: Mildly Explicit
[SOREN POV]
A shudder of pain and pleasure overwhelmed me right at that very moment, causing my eyes to close. A small moan escaped from my lips at the same time. As such, I completely missed the expression of vehement hatred that Violet exuded with every fibre of her being.
However, when I opened my eyes, all I could see were tears in her eyes, an expression of abject hurt on her face as she stared up at me beseechingly.
"Soren… I know I'm not her, but if you close your eyes…" Violet's voice warbled as she reached out a hand to clutch at my thigh. Her grip was so tight that I could feel her fingers attempting to leave crescent imprints through the fabric of my pants. "You can pretend I'm her. I'm willing to do this for you―"
There was the briefest moment where my heart wavered. Closing my eyes and simply pretending that Violet was Briar could offer me some quick, much-needed relief.
