It was a mistake, the words that left her lips being enough to submit herself into the darkness of his mind. An ache shook through her hand has his grip tightened, but Iris could barely fight to pull away while her gasp jammed in her throat. Her eyes became a sea of emotions, shocked by the change that so rapidly took over the man she trusted. Roan's words were lost after she attempted to grasp them, the sins and inner demons of humans only but a lesson taught by observing. Not falling victim to.<br/><br/>A yelp broke through the stillness of her lungs once he lifted her, such a lightweight thing that could be tossed around without effort. She winced and pushed at his shoulders, but never did her hands move to strike. Hurting him was not what she desired, it was nearly impossible to purposely inflict any harm to him. There was a tear in her heart when she could almost sense the turmoil of his mind, ravaging her thoughts as the darkness hissed from his mouth.<br/><br/>"Roan!" Raising her voice with the increase of her shoves, she stopped to cup her palms around his face. It was an attempt to calm him as she peered into his eyes, wishing for him to see the fear that he truly was igniting. But it did little, and Iris was forced down onto the bed that she had allowed for his scent to take over. Dizzying her mind to being thrown onto his place of intimacy, her inhales quickened sharply before a yelp could break out. The skin would bruise easily where he grasped and pulled, giving no chance for her to kick away. During the aggressive demands of his hand her over sized shirt rose, but she paid no mind to hide the design of her underwear as her body was placed in a mode of panic.<br/><br/>The angel cried out as he wasted no time in pinning her, breaths halted once more as his weight crushed her. She attempted to pushed at his hands, hearing the rip of fabric once they began to attack her pathetic excuse of clothing. Tearing the material would reveal her disapproval to wearing a bra as she slept, but Iris was left stunned and unable to cover her breasts as his hand greeted her cheek with harmful intent. It stung, swelling her flesh and bringing tears to paralyzed eyes. She needed a moment to realize that she was no longer looking up at Roan, but rather staring to the side where her head had snapped to.<br/><br/>He spoke, and she shuddered. This time fear was brewing, coiling around her heart and calling out for her defenses to rise. This man, this human, struck her. It pooled inside of her as she wept, a weight that heaved her chest down and made it a challenge to breathe. Her eyes turned up at him, but no hate could be seen in the depths of her sapphires. She grimaced at the tug of her hair, and braced her hands against his side as they once more began to push at him. "You don't know what I'm able to see, and what I can't see," Iris gathered her voice, forcing it out with a tremble, "But I don't want to see your fury, is my presence not enough to calm you anymore?" Her face stung with a new wave of tears, but she cried quietly while her hair dampened beneath her.