Her could feel the tension in Juniper when he went about trying to undress her. He thought it was lovely, and thrived in the misery that drew her sinew taut as he bared her skin. She was a stunning young woman and none of the distress had taken anything away from her physical blessings. Kuram felt liberated when he was allowed to claw at her, it was expressing part of the hunger he'd felt after their togetherness in the alley. Poor girl, trying to be a good vessel of justice and a merciful lover at the same times. It  had all sprung out of love, but it was costing and consuming her.<br/><br/>Her fisted hands were adorable, and most certainly not a deterrent. He kissed her neck, and made it feel like an apology when her words tried to lead him back to a path he'd voluntarily strayed from long ago. His plan was unfolding the way he wanted, finally, and all that understanding and patience was going to be disintegrated. When she cried so beautifully it was almost too much. The badness in him only took those drops for what they were - salt to make her taste better.<br/><br/>His tongue started at the corner of her lip and dragged upward, almost sticking the wet tip onto her eye itself as he sampled her pouring dread. He was shaking too, but with what might look like restraint. "Please, just try to endure it." he paraphrased her, eager to retort. His voice had become a deeper. She looked so perfect, mouth covered with his fingers. It was almost like she was wearing a scythe's mask under her miserable, beautiful eyes.<br/><br/>"This is all I can do for you." he said as he let a glob of spit fall from his lower lip and crash against the head of his cock between them. He touched the bulb of his sex against the divide of hers, and pretended to strain against the own will of his hips, but eventually still threaded her small cunt onto his rigid flesh. He sighed in to her ear as he lowered her by her hip, and then let go of her mouth to steady her with that hand as well.<br/><br/>"Tell me how it feels, Juni." he asked. "Be honest, and it'll satisfy the Beast more." he was assuming that she liked it as much as she had the first time. "If you show that you're suffering it won't have to hurt you as much." he lied and started to move deeper into her, filling her up and savoring her second violation. He'd held her and apologized so many times, and this made it all worth it, to fracture what they'd built, this pretty, budding scythe punished for what the organisation had done to him.