( mavis coughs and he jerks back, reflexive, disgust twisting his features ㅡ it doesn't save him, ultimately, the knife still burying into the meat of his shoulder.
a noise tears from him that's all animal. low and violent. body lifting away from her in a surprised jerk. it buys her a few seconds, his focus on the knife ㅡ get it out get it out get it out.
a shoulder wound is better than an arterial wound, sure, but it still hurts. it hurts and a red haze falls across his thoughts, fingers slick with sweat and blood.
he throws out his other hand, fingers curled. funnels all that fear and pain and anger into the gesture. reaches down deep and pulls. )
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a noise tears from him that's all animal. low and violent. body lifting away from her in a surprised jerk. it buys her a few seconds, his focus on the knife ㅡ get it out get it out get it out.
a shoulder wound is better than an arterial wound, sure, but it still hurts. it hurts and a red haze falls across his thoughts, fingers slick with sweat and blood.
he throws out his other hand, fingers curled. funnels all that fear and pain and anger into the gesture. reaches down deep and pulls. )