Underneath It All

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Short Story (5870 words)
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Publication date: April 27, 2012
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Amy is rushing to get the last underground train home when she hears a the cries of something in pain from along the dark deserted platform. She can’t resist the instinct to help and the beautiful creature she finds can’t resist taking her innocence. (M/F)

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Amy dropped to her knees beside him, hand reaching out in an automatic need to soothe and comfort. Her fingers made contact with the pale skin just above the manacle and the lights fluttered around them. Amy looked up towards the ceiling, searching for the source of the light but the plastered roof was bare. It was then that Amy realised the source of the soft glow was the being in front of her.

She brushed her fingers lightly over the delicate skin of his inner arm and saw a shiver run across the pale skin.

“Hi, I’m Amy. I just want to help. Is there anything I can do? Who chained you up here? Are you hurt? Hungry? Thirsty? I have some water I think, in my bag.”

Amy sat back on her heels, searching in her bag for the bottle of water. She found it, unscrewed the lid and held it out to the angel. He stared at her, still silent and Amy leant closer, patting gently at one pale calf as she held the water out.

“It’s just water. I opened it this morning, so it’s fresh.” The angel moaned, a shudder running through him, his eyes closing in what was either pain or pleasure. He opened his eyes and fixed them on where Amy’s hand rested on his leg. She glanced down and pulled her hand back with a gasped apology. Her hand flew up to her mouth as she saw the red smear of blood across his pale skin.

“Oh shit, I’m so sorry. I’ll just get a tissue, wipe that off. Is it okay if I touch you? Just to clean that up?” Amy grabbed a packet of tissues from her bag pulling them out of the plastic wrapping, making a pad with a couple. She pressed that against her palm before dampening another with some of the water.

Her gaze moved back to the angel’s leg just in time to see him trail his slender fingers through the blood she had smeared on him. He stared at his stained fingers before he slid them slowly into his mouth, a pale pink tongue flickering out to lick slowly at his own skin, lapping at them until they were devoid of blood.

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