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Post by odette on Nov 25, 2016 5:37:57 GMT
Morgana winced as his grip became almost unbearable and she tried to get away from him but it was no use. She saw him unzip his pants and her heart pounded when his member was revealed. "No...Derek, I'm sorry please-" Her words cut off as he thrust into her and she cried out in pain. Her fingertips dug into the sheets beneath her and she twisted them in her grasp. Pain shot through every part of her. He had torn through her virginal wall...gods it was more painful than she had ever imagined. If she hadn't betrayed him, Derek would still be being gentle. It was hard to believe that this was the same man from only a few moments ago. Then something tore into her thigh and she couldn't help the cry that came past her lips. Morgana bit her tongue, knowing that if she was too loud that she may draw unwanted attention and it would only upset Derek more. She deserved this...she deserved everything that had happened to her ever since she had returned home. It was her payment for abandoning Damian when he needed her.
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Post by su on Nov 25, 2016 8:04:21 GMT
Derek didn't stop even when Morgana begged him too, he was beyond reasoning at that point. He took her until she bled, marking her body with bites and finger marks. His knife had left a few other marks as well, so she was pretty bloody when he was finally finished. "Say his name like that again in my presence and it'll be him I hurt." He said as he pulled away from her, running a hand through his hair. "Clean yourself up...I don't want the sheets to be too bloody." He said as he examined the sheets. If they were too bloody then questions would be brought up and Derek had every intention of keeping them at bay. He didn't care that he had hurt her, she had been the one to bring this on herself after all. Had she simply kept her mouth shut, he might have been more gentle.
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Post by odette on Nov 25, 2016 22:17:15 GMT
Morgana could barely feel anything as she lay on the bed once Derek was done with her, her gaze continuously cast away from him. She feared that if she looked at him, he would only get angry with her again. Bruises covered her breasts and hips from his fingers. She had lost count of how many places he had cut her. At his words, she didn't even let him know that she had acknowledged them. It took all of her focus to sit up and shift on the bed so she could try and stand. Her legs wobbled as she moved towards the bathroom but she refused to fall before him. Pain shot through every part of her until it was almost unbearable but she kept moving, clicking the bathroom door locked the moment she was inside. Morgana dropped to her knees then and let out a shaky breathe. She looked down to see the marks he had left on her and she stared down at her lower abdomen, her gaze glued to the load of sperm he had left on her skin there. Gods she felt so dirty...so unclean. Even if she washed, she would never feel clean again. Not now that he had finished inside of her as well. Morgana forced herself to her feet and filled the tub, the water hot enough to burn but she didn't care. She didn't want to feel anything anyway...not anymore.
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Post by su on Nov 26, 2016 6:15:07 GMT
It had been a few months since Morgana and Derek had gotten married, Derek hadn't tried to ease up on Morgana. Instead he was more relentless with her, so much so that she was never without any kind of a mark on her body. That night had been just such a night and Morgana had retreated to the bathroom as she usually did. Derek didn't wait up for her and fell asleep on the bed. Meanwhile Damian reached out to Morgana, he was close to becoming even stronger. Hopefully when that happened he could take on Derek, but in the meantime he could soothe Morgana's own pain and agony. As soon as he did, he could sense that she had been hurt badly and his corporeal form pulled her into a gentle hug. "I'll be there soon sis...I promise. Please just trust me." He whispered.
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Post by odette on Nov 27, 2016 1:23:53 GMT
Morgana looked at herself in the mirror after her bath, taking in the marks Derek had left on her yet again. This had been going on for months now...and she had told no one. For Damian's sake as well as hers. There was rarely a night that Derek didn't want to have his way with her but when it happened, she cherished it. But he made up for it on nights like these...Her area throbbed in pain and she winced as she slid down to sit on the floor, closing her robe tightly around her. Derek was good at keeping his marks on her hidden beneath where her clothes rested. It was so no one knew, she knew that...To think that her parents didn't even know about what was happening. If they did, she knew they would remove her from the situation immediately but she didn't want to risk them getting hurt because she tried to speak. Morgana curled her legs to her chest, burying her face in her knees. She could already hear Derek snoring in the other room and it just made everything hurt more. He didn't even care about her...this was not the way marriage was supposed to be. This wasn't the life she wanted. But she had done this to herself...she couldn't blame anyone. Morgana sat for a few hours alone but she flinched the moment she felt strong arms wrap around her shoulders. Her head shot up and her eyes widened as she saw Damian before her. His form looked so real but there was no way it was. It was impossible. "You can't...he'll kill you. I don't even know if you are alive now but if you are, please don't come. I don't want him to hurt you and I can't...I can't take anymore punishment." She whispered as her voice broke and she buried her face again in shame. If this Damian was real, she hoped he would listen but a part of her couldn't help but think that this was his ghost..haunting her.
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Post by su on Nov 27, 2016 23:53:45 GMT
Damian couldn't blame his sister for being so cautious...anyone who had been hurt as badly as she had been for so long would be. "I wish there was a way I could prove to you that I am who I say I am." He said quietly. "I love you...whatever has been going on I'll take care of it." He said desperately wishing that he was there in that exact moment. It killed him to see her this way, "I'm on my way there...then we can be together." He continued. He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, wishing that would be enough to soothe her pain in some way. "I'm strong enough this time around...besides I've got something he doesn't." He pointed out gently as he tried to calm her down.
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Post by odette on Nov 28, 2016 0:56:12 GMT
Morgana looked up as Damian said that he loved her and she swallowed. If he knew what she had done, he wouldn't. If he knew of the feelings she had started to develop for him, he would think she was sick. Though the feeling of his lips on her forehead instantly calmed her and she let out a shaky sigh. He was helping..even if he wasn't really there. "I could never forgive myself if he hurt you again...just...be careful." Morgana jumped as she heard an angry banging on the door and she pressed herself back against the wall, her gaze glued to the doorknob. Derek had must have heard her talking and now he was awake...and demanding to know who she was talking to. She was grateful of the lock but if Derek wanted to, he could bust down the door just as easily. "I'm alone. Just go back to sleep." She shouted back at him, her voice shaking in fear. If he knew that she had been talking with Damian, they would both be in danger. "Go Damian...I can't let him see you." She whispered in a hushed voice and pulled herself to her feet, wincing as more pain shot through her.
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Post by su on Nov 28, 2016 4:06:20 GMT
Damian jerked as he registered another presence. Hearing the fear in Morgana's voice made him angrier then he had been earlier on. "I'm not leaving this time...I'm on my way there just wait for me." He breathed before Derek suddenly thrust the door open. He didn't register Damian's presence as he was too busy glaring down at Morgana. "Why didn't you come out sooner?" He growled as he made his way towards her and yanked her up so was facing him. "You're supposed to follow my orders remember? Did you really forget all that so soon?" He demanded as his grip tightened on her arm. "Looks like I need to teach you another lesson." He continued as he dragged her back to the bedroom. Damian's eyes had turned black during the entire confrontation, and he started to focus a lot harder then he ever had as he slowly started to materialize.
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Post by odette on Nov 28, 2016 4:24:05 GMT
Morgana hadn't even gotten up all the way when Derek burst into the room and yanked her up. Her arm burned and she stumbled forward, her robe slowly slipping open. "I'm sick of your orders, let me go!" She spat back and tried to tug her arm free but his hold was too strong. Morgana knew she shouldn't fight him but gods, she didn't care anymore. If Damian was really coming, maybe she could finally speak her mind. Though she wasn't strong enough to fight against him. The muscles in her legs and hips burned and her robe slid from her body during the struggle to leave her bare to Derek once again. Her nails scratched his arms as she fought to get herself free. This was the first time she had done this to him. She had never tried to leave a mark on him but it should show him how fed up she was now. Even if Damian wasn't coming, she needed to try and take control herself.
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Post by su on Nov 28, 2016 5:13:53 GMT
Derek's expression became more forbidding as Morgana actually stood up to him. "Oh so now you're growing a backbone hmm?" He asked darkly as he suddenly threw her down onto the bed. "I'm sure I don't need to remind you how I feel about that." He growled as he pinned her down, not seeming to care if he was hurting her or not. A cold presence seemed to fill the room and then Derek was flung back from Morgana as Damian entered. His eyes were black but they had a slight reddish tint that seemed even more unnatural then normal. "Your treachery ends here Derek." Damian stated as he stepped towards him. Derek moved to get up but a dark wisp of smoke started to wrap around his body. "You've hurt my sister far enough...and you'll never hurt her again." He continued as he glared down at him. Just as Derek was about to protest, another layer of smoke wrapped around his mouth and nose cutting off his air supply. "Never again will you hurt her or anyone else." Damian said as he took another step towards Derek.
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Post by odette on Nov 28, 2016 13:53:40 GMT
Morgana gasped as he threw her down on the bed and she instantly tried to scramble away. But Derek was too fast for her and he pinned her down. His fingers gripped her wrists, digging into her already existing bruises and she cried out from the pain. "I don't care about your threats anymore." She growled as she bucked her body beneath his. Suddenly Derek was ripped from her and thrown across the room. Morgana pushed herself up and saw Damian once again, only this time she could tell that he was real. He was really here...he had come for her. Her heart leaped into her throat as she watched. Damian seemed like a totally different person...it scared her. The look in his eyes let her know that he was intent on killing Derek. There was no doubt in her mind at that. "Damian...you can't...you can't kill him. They'll hunt you down." She whispered, trying to calm her brother. Even though she wanted to let Derek die, she couldn't let Damian pay the price for that.
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Post by su on Nov 28, 2016 19:29:40 GMT
Damian glanced over at Morgana and shook his head, "I can't let him live." He said quietly as he met Morgana's gaze. He snapped his fingers and a warm set of pajama's covered her body before he turned his attention back to Derek. Derek's body was now barely visible as the strands of smoke had wound around him even tighter. His body was starting to look worn and old almost as if he was rapidly aging there and then. Then his body dissolved into smoke, Damian let out a shaky breath and sank to his knees. True he had become stronger, but draining people like that took a toll on him. After a moment he managed to get back to his feet, hesitantly making his way to the bed. "I'm sorry it took me so long to reach you...I should have come sooner." He somehow managed to say as he sank down onto the bed.
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Post by odette on Nov 29, 2016 1:12:01 GMT
Morgana stared at the two men..well..one man. Derek was almost impossible to see thanks to Damian's magic. She could see bits and pieces of his skin but it seemed to look old and weathered. Like he wasn't his true age. Then just as suddenly as it all had started, Derek seemed to disappear in a plume of smoke. Damian fell to his knees and Morgana hesitated moving to his side. How had he done that? Months ago he had been so week and on the brink of death but now...But a part of her didn't care. She was just so happy to see him again. As Damian sank onto the bed next to her, Morgana couldn't help herself and she cupped his face in her hands before she lightly pressed her lips against his in a tender kiss. It was exactly how she had imagined it. Though she suddenly realized what she was doing and slowly pulled back, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. "I..I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." She whispered as she looked away from him and her fingers nervously played with the sheets on the bed. If they stayed here, people would question her where Derek had gone. It wouldn't be easy to come up with an excuse people would believe...she had to disappear. At least for a while. They both did. "We have to get you out of here. Before the guards find out what happened." She slid her hand into his and was about to slip off the bed to take him away when she felt a stabbing pain in her stomach. Morgana gasped and released Damian's hand, her own hand flying to her stomach. It felt like her insides were on fire and her whole lower body throbbed. She felt something wet between her legs and her free hand moved down but she froze as she felt something warm. Her gaze moved down and the breath was stolen from her as she saw an abnormal amount of blood starting to soak the sheets beneath her. "What...What's happening?" She choked out as another wave of pain came over her and she curled in on herself, her face burying into the bed as she tried to keep her sounds of pain muffled. The ring on her finger seemed to put off a red glow and as the light got brighter, Morgana's pain got worse.
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Post by su on Nov 29, 2016 3:40:33 GMT
Damian froze as suddenly without any warning Morgana suddenly kissed him. It had been quite a long time since he'd kissed anyone and for a few moments he was extremely caught off guard. It was the best feeling he'd ever experienced and the last thing he wanted to do was offend her by reacting badly. Abruptly she pulled back and Damian sat there stunned, "Don't apologize." He said quietly. At her words though he nodded in understanding, "I never meant to take you away from your family." He said after a moment, even though it had been months since Morgana had told him the truth a part of him still didn't believe it. He was pulled out of his thoughts as Morgana suddenly let out a pained gasp, the smell of blood assaulted his nose quite suddenly and he moved towards her side. Ever since he had been blinded by his father, his other senses had become more prominent. He managed to catch her just in time, "Hold on...let me help." He breathed quietly as he moved to set her down. A healing energy pulsated through him and into her as he concentrated on healing her. It was hard for him to guess what exactly was ailing her and that bothered him because he wanted to help her in any way that he possibly could.
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Post by odette on Nov 29, 2016 4:56:52 GMT
Morgana barely heard Damian as he laid her back on the bed and her hands held her lower stomach. They were finally having some time together and then this had to happen. She could feel Damian trying to heal her but nothing seemed to work. A small burning sensation came across her finger and Morgana groaned, lifting her hand so she could see. Her eyes widened when she saw the stone was glowing and she instantly snatched it off her finger, dropping it off the side of the bed. The metal clanged against the floor before it slid to a rest beneath the bed. Once the ring was removed, the pain in her stomach stopped but a small burn marked her finger where the ring used to be. Morgana gasped for air as she tried to catch her breath and the pain finally faded. Her muscles felt sore and she placed her hand on Damian's arm. "I..I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. But I think..I think it's over." She whispered as she looked down. Her stomach cringed at the amount of blood she had lost. It wasn't her time of the month, she knew that. Besides, it had never been that bad before. And it had happened so suddenly...she had no idea what to think.
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